High above, amidst the sun-filled, puffy clouds in a palace of aether, she lounges there, heavenly enveloped in the silkiness of a myriad of layers. She gazes up at the
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 grand Winter Solstice Ball. She
The feather-light curtains gently swayed in the balmy zephyr around her, as the rose-colored sunset gloriously gilded the swirling pearlescent water. Pairs of doves nestled among the fragrant rose bushes, their tender
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 castle. The princess reached the
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 Harvest Moon. She raised her
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 the vanilla light playing gently
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 of the age-worn castle looms behind
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 depths, strangely easing the
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