
Art by nanaro.707 (IG)
“The winter breeze still brushed against her cheek,
and again she heard her name— Princess—and what had laid on her tongue
since the morning of her birth now loosened.”
and again she heard her name— Princess—and what had laid on her tongue
since the morning of her birth now loosened.”

Su nombre de usuarioy su bello conjunto♡

... and that's how
my journey... began
my journey... began












Sɪɴ ᴏsᴄᴜʀɪᴅᴀᴅ." 







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La gama de colores con los que viste a su gardi,




