The warm, fractured light of a thousand chandeliers spilled across the frost-covered walls, making them shimmer like the stars above on this bright, orange-scented night of the
The feather-light curtains gently swayed in the balmy breeze around her, as the rose-colored sunset gloriously gilded the swirling pearlescent water. Pairs of doves nestled
Every breath was shallow and uneven, her staccato heartbeat echoing in her ears as she rushed through the ice-cold, deserted corridors of the ancient stone
It was the most mystical time of balance between light and dark, when growth and decay wove together in a zealous rhythm under the amber
She woke to the cacophony of birds singing outside her window, desperately trying to hold on to the sweet dream that was slipping away with every second. With
Deep amongst the eternal tangle of hostile thorns, poison ivy, and dewy burgundy roses, there she is, dancing gracefully in peaceful solitude… The dark interior
There she is, floating between two worlds again… where the light of the silver moon still reaches under the surface. The fragile rays penetrate the gloomy
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