"Mrs. Queen... I don't know what you're saying, I'm sorry...." she whispered in a fragile voice that could make tyrants fall to their knees, begging for forgiveness. Wringing her hands, she gave a tiny apologetic smile, as tears welled in her eyes. The queen paused for a long moment, before slowly kneeling down and taking the girl in her arms. Humming, she sat back on the throne and rocked her as she would a small babe. Briefly, the girl's eyes flashed fully open, revealing their myriad of colors, before slowly closing. Shortly after, a soft purring sound arose from the frail body gently clutched in the queen's great hands.
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Versaga
FantasíaRunning away was never a true option in this world. Mysteries lay in wait as a girl tries to pretend to forget. Before the world fell, humans were rulers..... However, now we are but bugs, easy to squash and play with....
