Chapter 4: Rising Action
As the sun dipped below the horizon, dyeing the skies in regal purples and fiery reds, the tower cell was cloaked in shadow and a thin, wistful silence. In that solemn space, Rapunzel sat brushing her long golden hair with slow, gentle strokes. It tumbled down her shoulders, flowing in waves of glimmering light and cascading to the cold stone floor.