When an ancient legend told as a fairytale begins to come true what is there left for you to do but read and believe?
In the ancient land of Secretum, it is said God shall let rise a beautiful princess. Her hair shall be drawn like sparkling gold, lovely in all its radiance; and her eyes shall be made in accordance to the ocean; her lips shall be painted the color of red berries and her heart divided into two so she will not feel whole until she has found the man God wills for her to share her love with.
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“It’s the end, Princess; the end.”
“It’s not the end.” I somehow managed to speak, “It won’t be the end until I’m dead.”