Air takes the crown, for it can tame the blazing fire, calm the wild waves of water, and dominate the earth. But air adapts to everything around it, influenced by the nature of the past, present, and future-time.
And she, Cara, is like the air. She can fly but still can't feel freedom. It can be hot but still cold, close but also distant. Invisible but breakable.
Everything has a story of losing something. In her case, she let her wind blow through everything she had before and let herself be caged inside a destructive tornado.
When chaos arouses from deep slumber, destiny plots the pieces of the rightful path. Guided by the brightest star, one shall gather the pieces in order to make the chaos vanish in the cold air.
Would she dare to chase the pieces that had been blown by the wind to save the place she despises the most?
Passing by circumstances play again, giving her company. It makes her want to gamble with the wicked world. Betting on her rustful trust and a pinch of her confidence, again.
Her intellect serves as her map, with her heartbeat as her compass. Searching for the mirror amidst the deepest layer of her mist. Where her reflection screams that she's Cara Fiducia Charonia, the definition of confidence and trust herself.
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FantasyAir takes the crown, for it can tame the blazing fire, calm the wild waves of water,and dominate the earth. But air adapts to everything around it, influenced by the nature of the past, present, and future-time. And she, Cara, is like the air. She c...
