My soul leads me into the desert, into the desert of my own self. I did not think that my soul is a desert, a barren, hot desert, dusty and without drink. The journey leads through hot sand, slowly wading without a visible goal to hope for? How eerie is this wasteland. It seems to me that the way leads so far away from mankind. I take my way step by step, and do not know how long my journey will last.
This, my fellow humans, is the castle I rein on. My father is King Jubblee. I am his daughter. I have no siblings, but I have a pet octopus. I usually travel away from my kingdom, to explore other people, humans.