You lean against a birch tree, half dozing around you, the grass warns under the sun and a meadowlark calls out his greetings. The place around you is abuzz with activity; maids hang there linen on lines and guards murmur quietly to one another as they stand at there posts. Are you a guard with them?, or maybe a, maid, a princess or even a god or a modern doctor even. Please enter your age, occupation, gender, name and world