Forbidden Corridor
Forbidden Corridor
Your happy place?
What is your happy place? I have many, especially in my head about the books you write. Medieval times and places long ago. My dearest happy place: A great dark, dark castle, haunted in the snowy mountains, where there is snow. Ghosts and spirits walk the halls and perform magic. The rooms have shelves with lots of potions and drinks And ingriediants. Different shapes, sizes and colors. Bottles are my thoughts, feelings, emotions and love. At the top of the castle is a huge room with walls of black granules and a high king bed with a black silk curtain that runs the circumference. This is my heart. At some when I left the windows open and let the snow pouring in. When I'm in this castle I am a girl with white hair and white skin and black eyes. This is my true side. your name is Luella and wonders in the woods and sky. The sky is the most banned in the mountains. But Luella can go there at any time and wonder around.
My place is happy some places. Sometimes just curled up in bed nice and soft and warm. Sometimes a bank or bank of the river from the lake. Staring out above the water. There is a large tree near where I stand or I shelter from the sun. A cool breeze brushed my face and rippling water. soft green grass to sit. It is a charming.
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