“My Lady, the princess is not in her bedroom,” said the maid unsettled.
“What do you mean?” I asked, for some reason I couldn’t understand a word of what she said.
“She left this.” She said and handed me a note. My sweet child wrote a few words, even with her scarce vocabulary and her clumsy handwriting.
“Mom, I went to the other side of the mountain. I want to find the flying horses”.
A tear rolled down my cheek, I sat down immediately and just thought:
“The hero journey.” The time flies indeed, it seems it was yesterday I first met her eyes.
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