The child was locked up in a huge tower, with no door leading inside or out. In memory of the flower that started the whole story, the old woman named the child after it. The child's name was Rapunzel." My name is Rose. A weird name for a boy don't you think?
"Oh no!" she cursed. The green smoke wind up the girl's legs and arms until it reached her faces. "Sora, come to me. Come to me", little voices whispered from the smoke. "No. please not! I really don't have the time for this!" the girl, Sora shouted into the empty room. But the dusty substance was not something to ar...