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An unspoilt mistress lived in a hollow scaffolding. She is a litterateur, she wrote a plenty of rune. Incoherent pile of books was seen within her chamber. Ripped and hackneyed, the books damaged because it is not taken care of. Nevertheless, she still recites those broken books. Rhyme, poetry, fictional and fantasy books. Because of her obsessions toward book, she started handwriting a books and rune. One of her books she has been flattered one rune well-known "The Unspoken Rhyme".
One of her favorite phrases is "The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched – they must be felt with the heart".
Now, she start a new adventure, she prepared well for it. She wants to write an adventure books of a nobleman named Fraderick. She knows his adventure from her mother. Her mother told her that there's a courageous and gallant nobleman in overseas country. He fought across an intricate conundrum to get something. But she doesn't know, what is "Something" that her mother told her about. She went to her ward, open her books and write, 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘆.
An unspoilt mistress lived in a hollow scaffolding. She is a litterateur, she wrote a plenty of rune. Incoherent pile of books was seen within her chamber. Ripped and hackneyed, the books damaged because it is not taken care of. Nevertheless, she still recites those broken books. Rhyme, poetry, fictional and fantasy books. Because of her obsessions toward book, she started handwriting a books and rune. One of her books she has been flattered one rune well-known "The Unspoken Rhyme".
One of her favorite phrases is "The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched – they must be felt with the heart".
Now, she start a new adventure, she prepared well for it. She wants to write an adventure books of a nobleman named Fraderick. She knows his adventure from her mother. Her mother told her that there's a courageous and gallant nobleman in overseas country. He fought across an intricate conundrum to get something. But she doesn't know, what is "Something" that her mother told her about. She went to her ward, open her books and write, 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘆.