Fairytale Swan: Mystfire Outfits
Description
The lights adorn dream’s borders. As the clock dispels illusions, why does the violin’s tune intensify? Unable to grasp love’s true essence, her soul faces flames, transforming white feathers to ashes.
Compendium Quotes
- Desire in red, confusion in black, intertwining to form a hidden side of love, making it all the more enchanting.
- The air is filled with an invigorating sense of beauty, much like the sudden brisk rhythm of poetry.
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