︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡  🦢 rising from her canopy bed, shrouded in black lace and adorned with crimson roses, she takes the first steps of the day on a carpet that feels like the embrace of a thousand thorns. ཀ₎⟆
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎
Mavaari E. ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎