I stepped closer towards the castle, wearily, afraid of what might be lurking within the giant-sized doors. I breathed out the cold air that was around me and drank a new breath greedily. My General taught me to stand up straight, to act unafraid. 'To have a face carved from petrified wood' he had said before sending me on this suicide mission. Closer I still ventured, until I noticed something strange in the glass castle.
It was cracked.
What is the deeper meaning behind this story, leave in the comments below what you think it means when a glass castle is cracked?