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The Cage of Twileigh
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The Cage of Twileigh
Cages (Prologue)
Nov 29, 2015
5 Mins Read
No Plagiarism!gIzVWegppiK5HXI3yxAYposted on PENANA

"I am a Primrose. I need no water nor sunlight. I'm just Primrose, but being Primrose is no good. Twileigh Garden is a labyrinth of Ebonmere's hatred. I think I'm ready to go to the afterlife. copyright protection32PENANAYKgqxxlc4e

"How can I accept my punishment as a Magick? I should have been burned on a stake. I worry a lot. I have a family, but... I'm a monster. My time fades with my happiness. But I can't remember what happened. copyright protection32PENANAMlWlhSAxi0

"No, no, no... It's all wrong... Did I do this? Or is it how God told me to live? In the end, prayers and songs mean nothing. This place doesn't comfort me; it taunts me. If anything, I'd rather die inside my walls than to live here..."copyright protection32PENANAP26wZPzyna

It has been 186 years since the Dawn of Botanica. Legër repaired most of the damage, but the Twileigh Garden serves as an eerie reminder of the Cataclysm. Primrose Tamora Briarwood - Fischer is a Terra encased in a palace of nightmares. Nocturnal plants and animals thrive in the garden, hence its name. 36Please respect copyright.PENANALQ4GqsI162
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On the top of a cherry blossom tree lies a desperate woman in a golden cage. She towers above the Bunko Mountains, and wails for her life.copyright protection32PENANAmqKiM1bmyu

"Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree~36Please respect copyright.PENANAo0qgLQjlAP
Merry, merry king of the bush is he~36Please respect copyright.PENANArA32Xem9uv
Laugh, Kookaburra! Laugh, Kookaburra!36Please respect copyright.PENANAVgmZWMsEOz
Gay your life must be.36Please respect copyright.PENANAGcz7skYLFz
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Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree~36Please respect copyright.PENANA1cEncB9FfX
Eating all the gum drops he can see~36Please respect copyright.PENANAeWaN4D72oN
Stop, Kookaburra! Stop, Kookaburra!36Please respect copyright.PENANAB0UKF3Szz9
Leave some there for me​."
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For many a year, a poor young woman overlooked all of Ebonmere. From the architecture to the houses, everything screamed for a renovation. While she adapted to being a prisoner, her garden became a forest. The Caged Gardener lost control of her creations. copyright protection32PENANAEB1yoN0JVE

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Through the wretched thickets, to the desolate flowers, she felt trapped. It wasn't even a forest. It was an empire... divested of her control.copyright protection32PENANAgCRN5Mkogp

The vivid flourish of flowers towered over her head. Magnolias, petunias, roses and lilacs cruised along the empyreal thicket. A proud gardener should smile at the trees, shout Hallelujah and feel at home. The light in her irises indicated peace, but her crackly, British dialect affirmed otherwise. How did her creations expect her to live? copyright protection32PENANA4V16tqTu9P

No matter how she adapted to having a chloroplast, she had to resort to other methods. Luckily, she adjusted the bars to grab apples from the tree or to hydrate herself. No matter how hard she tried, nothing eased the pain. So far, she felt like an angel. How could a regular human stand out in the rain without catching a cold? How could she eat anything without getting sick? copyright protection32PENANA9i7ebI66ul

Primrose made an apple tree, but it didn't want to grow.  The girl shed a tear, but it produced a supply too low.copyright protection32PENANAALXsy3eSrv

Young Prim wanted food and water, so she grew some plums. The change of seasons faltered! "Alas, I am so dumb!"copyright protection32PENANAiwqjCUKwoU

The saintly gardener skipped the last two verses of the lullaby. copyright protection32PENANAlyctMocTvG

She knew them, but she dared not sing. copyright protection32PENANAe5sbx0eMTG

Now, she felt lost in her own world. copyright protection32PENANAhbcHvOBfk0

If nobody grabbed her, who would do that honor?copyright protection32PENANA9GymalKmef

Now, the young gardener had nowhere to go. All she could do was sit and hope the darkness disappeared. Alas, the darkness wouldn't go away. copyright protection32PENANA3slvDTvSFo

Twileigh Forest felt like a splendiferous hell. As a Terra Magick, she thought implanting her back with the plants could nourish her tired body. She beckoned her body to move, but her body gave in. Her troubled, brown eyes sauntered around the garden. She wondered, "Is this the saccharine taste of death?"copyright protection32PENANAyWALD5zflT

No... copyright protection32PENANAgvAORKaC6o

She didn't want to be here. If anything, she'd rather die in Hibiscus. Primrose yearned for freedom. If God could hear her disdain, He would have removed her strife. The young human deserved better than this. Prim didn't mean anything by her actions; it just... Happened.copyright protection32PENANAS9ReFv7anM

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Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree~copyright protection32PENANAaS7KHZvRBC

As the words fell from her chafed lipstick, hot tears fogged her eyeglasses. The damned lullaby rang in her ears. Oh, no; don't sing it! In spite of her apprehension, she continued. Something had to calm her nerves, even just once. copyright protection32PENANAfuM7IrCQBZ

Merry, merry king of the bush is he~copyright protection32PENANACbVllDIBTk

"Merry?" An incredulous laugh escaped her diaphragm. As she did so, Prim clutched at her throat. The grainy cage swung like a pendulum. She tried sneezing it off, but the encrusted powder turned to steel. Her gaze settled on the grisly trails of chlorophyll. If she sneezed or gesticulated, her cage swung to and fro. copyright protection32PENANAd4ckPTjkLV

How could she be "king" or "queen" of this tragic nightmare? Primrose forced a grimace. Thinking about this lullaby made her sick - and physically sick. copyright protection32PENANAX1qJ88aKZM

Laugh, Kookaburra! Laugh, Kookaburra!copyright protection32PENANAJCXFXjiGUc

At that point, Prim's words fell apart. Her emotions slipped beyond her control. Primrose used to be a melodious singer, which gained attention to most of the listeners. Something forbade her to sing with joy. 36Please respect copyright.PENANAYAlDXye7dt
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Gay... your... life... must---!copyright protection32PENANAGoS671fhLf

The girl choked on her saliva. Something tightened her chest, bringing her to her knees. Her depression engulfed her in bungling vines. While she cried, her suppressed anguish rippled her body. A guttural howl shook her colossal flowers. Her voice grew tired of screaming. It probably traumatized her plants. Again, her sanity spun out of control. 36Please respect copyright.PENANA5rqffuSnwh
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"No... No... Not again..." Twileigh Garden was no more. Here she was, trapped inside a desolate prison. 36Please respect copyright.PENANAa7i5SX8LxH
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Without a place to go, she forced herself in ultimate isolation. But someone watched her cry like a baby. They relished the thought of her in absolute miser. Besides, if they had the power to do so, the Royal Republic would feel better to cut off her head.36Please respect copyright.PENANAUvif8fOnm2
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For now, she hoped everything vanished. Her sadness, sorrow and hatred filled her heart. Primrose looked above her head. A thunderstorm bubbled through the atmosphere. Now, she felt it safe to leave. The pollen grained cage held on for longer than it should.36Please respect copyright.PENANARrthHJMz6j
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- CREAK - The hinges gave way to her sifting weight.36Please respect copyright.PENANARhr9mk7v5E
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Comments ( 1 )

IceChateau777 - For you plucky readers, please read this carefully. This had a choppy, dissonant start a and end. To be honest, this may be hard to follow. I wanted to project the Caged Gardener as much as possible. Therefore, her thoughts are strewn in seemingly random places. 

Primrose is depressed, and she can't put her words together. I might separate her thoughts via borders. I don't know. Twll me what you think.
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