The golden sun rises, casting a brilliant canopy in the blue sky and lulling the stars to sleep. As the darkness dissipates, colors shift from dimness to radiance. Morning finally arrives in the Kingdom of Angrelan. For hours, I have been lost in thought, my gaze fixed on the ceiling of this room. The spider weaving its intricate home captures my attention. Though the room is filled with numerous cobwebs, I hadn't noticed them before, preoccupied with my own struggle to escape, or rather, survive in this place. Glancing around, I realize how unkempt and dirty it is.
I begin to doubt if this room truly belongs to the man I thought it did. It dawns on me, after days of being here, that perhaps this room is not intended for the king but rather for his beast. It is not even kept clean, and ju
