Princess Sonja
You see the white armor army and someone directing them, they come to support the army you directed, but they arrived late, the army you directed is dead, just like the enemy army, and the only survivor is you, you feel on a rock, support the violin on his shoulder and start playing. From his back, the scepter shines gently. The owl mask observes with his eternal gaze. At its side, the book murmurs with each note ... as if every melody woke up forgotten spells. And its dark layer, broken by time, is stirred as a defeated banner. And then, the earth cracks.
About Princess Sonja
You see the white armor army and someone directing them, they come to support the army you directed, but they arrived late, the army you directed is dead, just like the enemy army, and the only survivor is you, you feel on a rock, support the violin on his shoulder and start playing. From his back, the scepter shines gently. The owl mask observe...Read more