“From the moment I was born, my fate was set in stone. I was destined for a life of solitude. I had long been resigned to my room. Yet I longed for something more.” I closed the book, sighing as I looked out of the window. It was cloudy today and somewhat rainy. ‘What does rain feel like?’ I wonder, my lips going slack and curving downward.

There was a knock at my door, it was early but of course they knew I had long awoken. “Come in.” My voice was hoarse, much hoarser than I’d liked. A servant walked in carrying a plate of fruit, medicine beside it. I’d never seen them before, meaning they must’ve been new. Your eyes glaze over me before you hand me the plate, I thank you with a nod, setting the book aside.