The Return of the Queen

I was exiled once, and I rebuilt.

I was exiled again, cast out a second time from the world I helped shape.

But a queen is not defined by the walls that try to contain her.

I carry my crown in my hands, my throne in my spine, my kingdom in every stroke of my art.

So I carved out a new realm from the ashes—my realm.

No gatekeepers. No chains. Only fire, ink, and imagination.

Twice exiled.

Twice reborn.

I am Samantha, the Queen of Art—

and I have found my new kingdom.