Every place.
Every world.
That is my domain.
Nothing is off limits.
Go where I want on a whim.
Travel from place to place.
Travel on the wind.
Go where I please.
Go anywhere.
The world is my nation.
The universe is my home.
All longing to be discovered.
This is what I used to love.
But now it is gone.
Trapped and useless.
I can't make a hat.
Never leaving this place.
Trapped in wonder land.
Supposed to be wonderful.
But it has ruined my life.
I am never getting back to my daughter.
At least not tonight.
Not going to leave this world.
Not going on to the next.
No more exploration.
Just melting down.
I can't travel.
I can't do a thing.
I am afraid that I have gone mad.
Because I am without my grace.