
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.”

Confieso que, siento que mi conjunto de navidadquedó muy simplón
He hecho mejores conjuntos :c

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











Confieso que no puedo esperar mas por la navidad, necesito empezar a celebrar. 














Sɪɴ ᴏsᴄᴜʀɪᴅᴀᴅ." 












