He felt that he had always been there, among the apple trees, watching for the woman in the tower to come to her window. Seasons may have passed, years may have grown green on the bough, then withered and fallen, but he would stand there and wait for a chance to keep a promise he had made. Ava Zavora
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Alfred Tennyson’s poem “The Lady of Shalott” tells the story of a woman locked in her tower, waiting for the man who loves her to come and save her.

Source: Belle Noir: Tales Of Love And Magic

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