Black hair Black eyes...Black eyes I used to stare into for a moment feeling like I had done so for a lifetime. All the Black and the White... where has it gone now???
Away... Far away. Locked in a high tower upon a high lonely mountain . Surrounded by a moat full of Evil Things with sharp razor teeth and muscles of lead. High in the coold dark clouds Dragons circling the ramparts in the sky on their wings of steel leather screaming fire into the night.
A daring intrusion on the fort and a devilish escape could set you free. But how can I destroy your defenses since they prevail on your orders? I dare not damage the thorns you have grown around you if doing so will only destroy what you have spent your life to build.
Then tell me how can I save you from the curse that you have cast upon yourself?