Chapter 113

• EMMA QUEEN.
• From the balcony, I see the expansive garden that belongs to the elite palace. I have my arms resting on the white stone railing. The night is beautiful, the moon shines high and reflects in a small pond surrounded by various flowers. In the distance, I can see the mountains, the ones that take us away from the world, from the different countries I dream of traveling to but find impossible.
• The Sun isolates you, extinguishes you...ironic is its name. It means sun...but it's the thing I have least in my heart as I live here.