Selina Rose leads a normal life as a princess: attending balls, tending to her garden, and going to school. But soon enough things start to fall apart.
Nothing makes sense in this princess's castle: the walls seem to hear secrets, the library seems...
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Do not muster up the strength to do something if you mean not to pursue it.
A voyager; a pioneer of her age. She was as warm and brutal as the womb of a silky bird. Her hair lay of fragility, often streaked with silver. But her outlandish hair grew far beyond her reach. This was the start of a new generation for she had set sail many decades ago. Many decades before much of the land was to crack and fall through. Before much change had to be made and understood, but pioneered she did. She had a small scar near her wrist, right by the bone on her left hand. Lucky for her she was a right-hand dominant, with which she commanded her ships. She was not a pirate, no. She was more so a sailor. Her goal?
To find new lands to conquer, for she found her old land too vast and quite too vague for they were losing their minds in the nest.
