Diagnostic Creative Writing

I live in a kingdom which is doing pretty well if I do say so myself. After all, I am the soon to be king so I could never talk bad about the kingdom I threw up in. I have lived in the same palace for my whole life. I have seen the same dark gray rock walls in every room I enter. The high ceiling that can practically be considered the sky. The round, cone shaped, fiery red turrets that could be seen from miles away. I have never been outside much, the furthest I have been away from the palace is in the courtyard. The mix of freshly trimmed dark and light green grass creates a chess board like pattern. The tall oak trees dancing lightly in the cool breeze. The variety of flowers prancing around effortlessly. The multi coloured birds flying around as the are singing in the most hypnotizing voices like it's a never ending song. It’s breathtaking. Absolutely breathtaking.