Preface

I was trapped. Trapped in a world between worlds. A world that was more a dream than anything else. Nothing seemed real. I could see the real world, but it couldn't see me. This was no Neverland. It was a torturous purgatory. Standing on the border of woods surrounding the distant white house that looked so warm I could hear the bubbling of a stream nearby. My back was turned away from the forest that concealed the world I had been born into. The world that was here, but again not here: a place invisible to all other eyes.

I didn't care that in that world I was a queen, I had power and was adored by my people. That I had a castle full of servants waiting to serve and guards to protect me. I knew they weren't there to keep danger out. No, they were there to keep me in: a prisoner in my own backyard, so close and yet too far out of reach.