#tbc... maybe?

[notabibcoonbard]

The Crimson Swan

She is the nation's treasured jewel. Their sweet, gilded rose. The kingdom's beloved. Adorned in precious gems and molten gold, she dances in lofty ancient halls, every inch of her skin twinkling in starlight.

Elegant, graceful, reserved, her porcelain face betrays no emotion. There is no sorrow nor joy in her eyes, but she moves like water in a serene spring, like the silent breeze, like a gently swaying tree. She bends to the music like a harp's string, utterly in step with every crest and ebb of the song's tune.

Pillars of marble surround her, casting tall shadows that the glittering lights have never failed to hide. Her song, carried by the wind, remains unsung and unheard, while the rest of the kingdom watch on from their cushioned seats, delighting in the glitter and glamor of her gilded cage.