Last volume 📖📘📚
Twilight was looking for a book that could help Sunset get out of the dungeons we talked about earlier. She searched the highest shelves of the Royal Library, ignoring the fact that even the alicorns were dizzy from looking down from such a height. She knew that time was running out. The sun we saw through the window of Sunset's cell was just setting. Every rung of the ladder creaked under her hooves, and the shadows cast by the candles danced on the walls like the ghosts of the kings of old. Twilight gritted her teeth – and reached for the dusty spine framed in leather. That was the book. The law of grace that everyone has forgotten.
About Last volume 📖📘📚
Twilight was looking for a book that could help Sunset get out of the dungeons we talked about earlier. She searched the highest shelves of the Royal Library, ignoring the fact that even the alicorns were dizzy from looking down from such a height. She knew that time was running out. The sun we saw through the window of Sunset's cell was just se...Read more