"Adventure" - that was the wish she had made in the
shadow of her mother's tree, and be-
hold! The dress had fallen like moonlight on the garden bed where the
lilacs slept. Through the night on slippers of glass she had leaped the castle steps - her
entrance, so unexpected, silence had fallen - like moonlight, like the dress which
yielded diamonds of light beneath the chandeliers. It was then that she
could see what they saw, or had chosen to see - a kitchen girl, a scullery maid, a
haughty princess in a silver tiara. To pass from role to role, from place to place -
adventure? Yes, adventure, in sky-fed palaces or cindered grates,
noble by birth or humbled by fate; let each moment shape you as you are.
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