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The stars winked at me from high in the sky, and I searched among them for the one I'd named Fairy Godmother as a child. My gaze locked on her, in the same place she'd been since the first time I'd found her, twinkling in the dark. I knew now that it was nothing more than part of the dark sky, but as a child, I'd been fascinated by the things I'd read in books about Fairy Godmothers, royalty, and magic, and how they'd sweep away young girls who had been trapped or forced to do things against their wills.
The fact I'd been locked in a tower my entire life probably had something to do with the obsession. Though it was a little different when I was able to leave at will. Not that Mother knew. And without any money, or way to make it, there was no point running for good. I always came back
