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Author: Ghale Larson
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Melanie

I sat curled up on the couch, idly working on a drawing with the iPad. The sound of my stylus against the screen was oddly soothing, though the rest of me was anything but. My mind was a tangled mess of thoughts I didn’t want to deal with—thoughts about the palace, about Oswald, about everything that felt wrong here. The artwork was my escape, a way to silence everything else, even if just for a little while.

Oswald’s voice broke through the quiet as he asked another question, his tone gentle but persistent. “How was your day, Melanie?”

I didn’t look up, didn’t need to. His voice had become a familiar sound, one I was trying to shut out, along with all the other noise of this place. “Fine,” I said flatly, my focus still on the tablet.

“Did you enjoy your walk around the garden?” he asked.

“Sure,” I answered, pressing the stylus to the screen again, the sharp sound of it marking my frustration. It wasn’t like I hadn’t seen gardens before. They all felt the same to me now—beauti
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