[ he's young, honey voiced, and he has his elbows folded over a pillow (white and lace and lilac, pale rose, and gold embroidery). he's laying on his stomach, ankles criss-cross in the air, and after he announces this, he sets his chin into his palms and thinks really seriously. he even looks thoughtful: his face scrunches a bit, and his gaze darts to some unseen corner in the ceiling. ]
"A terrible castle, a place that even flies would not dare to fly near. And, trapped in this sunless castle was a princess. No living thing other than the princess would come close, and she was doomed to survive by eating dust and her own hair and cobwebs left by spiders ages and ages ago. For you see—"
[ hands drop. ] I'll get carried away! Your turn, then. [ and, he tucks half of his face into his pillow to peer over it. ]