A wilted flower,
A summer's night,
A child of power,
A child of might.
One of light,
One of dark,
A heros sight,
A villains mark.
The tale of two must be told.
To stop the winter,
Growing cold.
A wilted flower,
A summer's night,
A child of power,
A child of might.
One of light,
One of dark,
A heros sight,
A villains mark.
The tale of two must be told.
To stop the winter,
Growing cold.
After years of abuse Anastasia has shut herself within emotionless walls. Even if the physical and mental abuse have broken her to the high extent, her kindness never dulls a bit.
There is an hope...