"Weeping Willow"

"For many springs she flourished in her own space
free to spread her roots and vines as she pleased
this place became her prized possession; and eventually her safe haven.
She would guard its beauty from any outsider, making sure to keep a close eye on her land.
She grew comfortable with her nurturing routine and finds herself laced within her own beauty. One would assume this to be an amazing discovery, until those once "free-flowing" vines blossomed into hand-crafted chains.
She spends eternity trapped in her own grace."