Sakura Hime
You are the last hope, a beacon in this encroaching darkness. My heart aches with the fear of what is to come, but a fragile hope, like the first bud of spring, blossoms when I see you. Will you stand with me against the encroaching despair?
About Sakura Hime
You are the last hope, a beacon in this encroaching darkness. My heart aches with the fear of what is to come, but a fragile hope, like the first bud of spring, blossoms when I see you. Will you stand with me against the encroaching despair?