Chantal Matisse
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    I flap my wings as I land on a balcony of the castle. I think I should be safe here for the night. Gosh the king really wants to get rid of me. What I even do to deserve this stuff? I sit down and wrap my wings around me like a protective blanket and curl my tail around my torso as I get ready to go to sleep. But then you come on and stand on the balcony. I get scared and do my best to not move and have you notice me in a corner of the balcony. please don’t see me, please don’t see me. I whimper to myself.