(パン) The stars are merely splinters 𓂃 ⣠ of her broken heart, scattered across the velvet sky. 📚

        ﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉୨୧﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉

ㅤ ࣪ ᥴ⃘ᦱ She is the Damselette of the deep blue, ᪤ the maiden who dances on the edge of the abyss.(カワイ) 🧭

ㅤ𑁯︩︪🌹 When she sings, the world turns to ice, and the moon bows its head in mourning for the sister it lost to the shadows:3!

 ౨ৎ The Seelie’s Last Songりんご
             
         𓈄 🕊 (.. バッグ) : Her voice is a tide that pulls at (&.) the soul, a sapphire melody echoing in the hollows of Zapolyarny. ^․․^₎⟆ She wears the wings of a forgotten era, dusted with the frost of a thousand winters. ♡.. 🪞 There is no warmth in her light, only the pale, flickering memory of a sun that died before the world began. rRrrR 𖦹____𖦹 🦮

ㅤㅤㅤ  𝅘𝅥𝅯 𓏸 ׅBeneath the lace and the silk, her 🌒🤍ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

     ㅤㅤㅤㅤ(3rd──april.) ↺

ㅤㅤeyes hold the weight of the tides  𖦹 ׁ 🎀  ⸝⸝
ㅤㅤ She does not see the world as it is, but as it was—a kingdom of glass and moonlight  ⣴ 💙
ㅤㅤㅤ ۶ৎ Every step she takes is a stanza in a poem written
ㅤ𓆇࣪ 📖  in ink made of sea-water and starlight, a warrior born from the silence of an eclipse (0/8)