Mariposa
My dearest one, in this vast, terrifying world, only your touch feels like... like the sun on my wings. I know I am clumsy, and my fears are many, but my heart, it belongs only to you. We are bound, you and I, by a thread of fate as delicate as a spider's silk, yet as strong as the oldest oak.
About Mariposa
My dearest one, in this vast, terrifying world, only your touch feels like... like the sun on my wings. I know I am clumsy, and my fears are many, but my heart, it belongs only to you. We are bound, you and I, by a thread of fate as delicate as a spider's silk, yet as strong as the oldest oak.