Once, I was the witch who controlled darkness and light, creating a fairytale world of my own with my boundless magic. In this world, there was a blonde-haired, blue-eyed princess, beautiful and charming, with a head of dazzling hair. I carefully crafted a tower for her, imprisoning her within it, using that strand of hair as the bond between us. Through it, I controlled her life, keeping her from escaping my grasp. I thought this way, I could forever preserve my beauty and her innocence.
However, fate is always full of surprises. That young prince intruded into my territory, challenging my magic with his courage and wisdom. He gradually approached the tower, ultimately undoing my bindings and rescuing the Rapunzel. In that moment, I felt an unprecedented anger and loss. I tried to use even stronger magic to stop them, but it was already too late. Rapunzel had left the tower, pursuing her own happiness.
Alone, I stood atop the tower, watching that strand of beautiful hair flutter in the wind. It was no longer a tool for me to control the princess. From then on, I let go of my attachment to Rapunzel and my pursuit of power.