❝𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬, 𝘪'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯 ❛𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘥❜ 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘶𝘢𝘭. 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪'𝘮 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥. 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶.❞ 🌱
in which a girl learns to become an intrepid individual in t...
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𝗦𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗗 𝗠𝗨𝗗 𝗚𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗗 was home to a vast ecosystem of tiny budding plants and weeds, little bugs triumphantly strutted through as they claimed a spot for their new home.
A very young adult girl much like themselves, walked on the early spring flooring, whimsically, her worn brown boots took down empires of insects and baby plants.
She took a healthy bite of a red, shiny apple, the wind being much too cold but felt like a fresh start for the girl. It combs through her loose [hairstyle], successfully making her shiver at harshness of it's force.
The morning air flushed the cheeks of the *[s/t]-skinned girl, she sighed in content despite the calling for a lazy nap. The girl had a worn brown satchel that held important documents inscribing trades of popular items, and a makeshift wishlist for the people back at her place of leisure.
"Ah, home, how long have I seen your vast architect? The people who made your designs a warm home instead of a cold house?" The girl seemed to be in a chipper mood, talking in rhymes, despite her centric personality that she was known for.
She raised her arms to either side, letting the songs of the gods rip gently through her large silk button-up white shirt, the sleeves hanged low from where her actual arms were displayed. "I wonder about the preparations for Yona's birthday..let's hope it isn't a grand mess like last time.."
The girl could clearly remember a horse bearing through the festivities of past princess Yona's 15th birthday party, the red-headed girl couldn't stop the tears that fell from her gorgeous violet eyes.
Unlike her sister, princess Yona,*L/N Y/N, the former head maid just couldn't stop her own tears, her laughter roared through the smashed foods and tables.
Still walking on the trail to the grand castle she called home, she skipped slightly, playing with the apple. She threw it up far into the vast pools of orange and yellows, it made the red apple shine in a more heaven-like way.
Her *[e/c] eyes made exciting observations of yellow clouds that made her head light, and her body ached for a chance to explore world's she couldn't possibly fathom. She should really just count her blessings and stop complaining. After all, didn't she get what she wanted?
Her ever luxurious mission finally came to a stopping point, coming across the royal gates of the castle she wasted her time in, her face couldn't hide the satisfied grin she painted. She threw her eaten apple on the ground as compost and skipped over to the gate.
She waved at the tired guards that stood with a slouchy posture, flicking both their foreheads with a playful smirk, "I oughtto report you suckers for sleeping on the job." They both pouted at the 19-year-old girl, whilst she snickered at their expressions.
