Destiny shifted again and again, rising and falling like tides, gradually becoming a maze. Waking from dream after dream, the girl would ask herself who she was meant to be. At times, quiet sorrow gathered between her brows. Yet in the white bird's eyes, the gentle glow in her gaze and the care of her fingertips remained exactly as before.
Items (8)
Elegant
17
Fresh
113
Sweet
55
Sexy
12
Cool
20
