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This is the story of how I died.

Don't worry, this is actually a very fun story.

And the truth is, it isn't even mine.

This is the story of a girl named, rapunzel.

And it starts, with the sun.

Now, once upon a time, a single drop of sunlight fell from the heavens.

And from this small drop of sun, grew a magic, golden, flower.

It had the ability to heal the sick, and injured.

Oh, you see that old woman, over there?

You might want to remember her.

She's kind of important.

Well, centuries pass and a hop skip and a boat ride away there grew a kingdom.

The kingdom was ruled by a beloved king and queen.

And the queen, well she was about to have a baby,

but she got sick,

really, sick.

She was running out of time.

And that's when people usually start to look for a miracle.

Or in this case, a magic golden flower.

Ahhh, I told you she'd be important.

You see instead of sharing the suns gift,

this woman, mother gothel, hoarded it's healing power

and used it to keep herself young for hundreds of years.

And all she had to do, was sing a special song.

Flynn: All right, you get the jist. She sings

to it, she turns young, creepy, right?

We've found it!

Flynn: The magic of the golden flower, healed the queen.

A healthy baby girl, a princess was born.

With beautiful golden hair.

I'll give you a hint.

That's rapunzel.

To celebrate her birth, the king and queen launched a flying lantern into the sky.

And for that one moment, everything was perfect.

And then that moment ended.

Flynn: Gothel broke into the castle,

stole the child, and just like that... gone.

The kingdom searched and searched, but they could not find the princess.

For deep within the forest.

In a hidden tower.

Gothel raised the child as her own.

Flynn: Gothel had found her new magic flower.

But this time she was determined to keep it hidden.

Why can't I go outside?

The outside world is a dangerous place.

Filled with horrible, selfish people.

- You must stay here, where you're safe. Do you understand, flower? -Yes, mommy.

But the walls of that tower, could not hide everything.

Each year on her birthday, the king and queen

released thousands of lanterns into the sky.

In hope that one day, their lost princess, would return.

Hah!

Hmm, well I guess Pascal's not hiding out here.

Gotcha!

That's twenty two for me.

How about twenty three, out of forty five?

Okay, well, what do you want to do?

Yeah, I don't think so.

I like it in here and so do you.

Oh, come on Pascal, it's not so bad in there.

Wow!

I could get used to a view like this.

- Ryder, come on. - Hold on.

Yep, I'm used to it. Guys I want a castle.

We do this job, you could buy your own castle.

Oh, hay fever?

Yeah.

Huh?

Wait, wait. Hey, wait!

Can't you picture me in a castle of my own?

'Cause I certainly can.

Oh, the things we've seen and it's only eight in the morning.

Gentlemen, this is a very big day.

This is it. This is a very big day, Pascal.

I'm finally going to do it.

- I'm going to ask her. - Rapunzel!

Let down your hair.

It's time.

I know, I know. Come on, don't let her see you.

Rapunzel, I'm not getting any younger down here.

Coming, mother.

Hi, welcome home, mother.

Oh, rapunzel. How you manage to do that every single day,

without fail, it looks absolutely exhausting, darling.

Oh, it's nothing.

Then I don't know why it takes so long.

Oh, darling. I'm just teasing.

All right... so, mother. As you know tomorrow is a very big day.

Rapunzel look in that mirror. You know what I see?

I see a strong, confident, beautiful young lady.

Oh look, you're here too.

I'm just teasing, stop taking everything so seriously.

Okay, so mother. As I was saying, tomorrow...

Rapunzel, mother's feeling a little run down.

Would you sing for me, dear?

- Then we'll talk. - Oh! Of course, mother.

- Rapunzel! - So, mother,

earlier I was saying that tomorrow was a

pretty big day, and you didn't really respond,

so I'm just going to tell you. It's my birthday!

Tada!

No, no, no can't be.

I distinctly remember. Your birthday was last year.

That's the funny thing about birthdays. They're kind of an annual thing.

Mother, I'm turning eighteen.

And I wanted to ask, what I really want for this birthday.

Actually what I want for ...

Rapunzel please, stop with the mumbling.

You know how I feel about the mumbling.

Blah, blah, blah... blah. It's very annoying.

I'm just teasing, you're adorable I love you so much, darling.

Oh, I want to see the floating lights.

- What? - Oh...

Well I was hoping you would take me to see the floating lights.

Oh, you mean the stars.

That's the thing

I've charted stars and they're always constant.

But these, they appear every year on my birthday, mother.

Only on my birthday.

And I can't help but feel that they're,

they're meant for me.

I need see them, mother. And not just from my window.

In person.

I have to know what they are.

You want to go outside?

Oh, why rapunzel.

Look at you, as fragile as a flower.