The Beginning of Disillusionment : In 100 Words

She was tied to the earth by intangible threads she could not hope to unknot. Duties never requested, never volunteered for, weighed her down. But honor was everything, so she kept on, resolved not to let loved ones down. By day, responsibility was fulfilled; by night, inspiration was indulged. She couldn't have both though, not if she wanted honor too. So, she sacrificed the latter to the former, with reluctance, not joy -- not this time. The cycle had continued on for far too long. She knew where it led... again and again and again... Unbidden, resentment simmered up slowly.