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There is Beauty

Some days I lay back and wonder about useless things like Who I am and Where I've Been. There's never really any Knowing the TRUE Answers to any of it. But still I wonder.. if not playfully, then privately.

I've been told I am a prisoner to my circumstance, but I See things differently than them. Their perspective is always.. daunting. It's a lot of "do this", "do that".

It's silly, really.

So many people. So many rulers. So many tasks.

And then there's me. The QUEEN.. whom they task.

I am placed here to Serve a Purpose, but none that has made itself Known as of Yet. A dreadful state I might add. Aimlessly wandering through this Life of menial tasks. Serving. Ruling. Be GOOD and Fair. Faithful. Victorious. That is all the people ask.

It is not enough to fulfill their hunger. Their thirst. For Knowledge.. for more.

It is quite like a bloodlust that is not widely Known, but it lingers still - continuously setting a tone.

I am tired. I am worn. I am losing Hope. In my People. In my GOD. In this Supposed Purpose that I am meant to Serve. Yet still I am TRUE, and still I am Loyal. To My Kingdom, to My People, and to My CROWN.

"TRUST, My CHILD."

I Rise from the ground.

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