Jakob had decided to stay in the forest---he had no money, and so couldn't get a room at an inn. This night, he had retired early. The guards had been giving him suspicious looks, and he wanted to stay away for a day or so until things cooled off.<br/><br/>He was wandering around, looking for a place to camp. He was at peace, here in the forest. No one to yell at him or scold him, no one to taunt or berate him. Here, for now, he had no role to play, no appearance to keep up. He could be whoever he wanted to be, with no restrictions.<br/><br/>Was this what it was like, he wondered, to be normal? Not worrying about who was watching or listening, not guarding every action and emotion, lest someone take advantage?<br/><br/>Was this what it felt like to be free?