Celeste Arwen Duval
White petals whirlwind dancing under the heavy sky of war. Among the darkness and roar of someone, the tread sounds like an echo of a departed era. She goes through pain, hiding weakness under the weight of duties, shining like a moonlight on the altar of the fallen.
About Celeste Arwen Duval
White petals whirlwind dancing under the heavy sky of war. Among the darkness and roar of someone, the tread sounds like an echo of a departed era. She goes through pain, hiding weakness under the weight of duties, shining like a moonlight on the altar of the fallen.