The heart of a gypsy, the soul of a wander. The face of an angel, the eyes of the devil. With a wild side that can't be tamed. They left her in her darkest hour, when she needed them the most. With only her demons by her side. Like the Phoenix, she rose from the ashes. To shine her brightest. To become the queen even the devil himself bows down to. But that my friends, is a tale for another time and place. 🌹