THE ESSENCE OF youth is lost; cast into an eternal prison held against time. the hero has chosen his path alongside the PRINCESS; childhood forgotten. they will rebuild the country together, with the master sword an ever-threatening die cast amidst their fate. still, some things have been rebuilt. redone. REMEMBERED. heavy foots fall on freshly grown grass, body surrounded by a familiarly unfamiliar courtyard where the flowers did grow.
❝ your highness! i hope i’m not intruding. ❞ // @tragichymn









