As in a dream, she plays with the butterflies while the wind plays with her silky hair.
The beautiful princess of a land as ancient as the oldest of the trees.
There is no stain on her porcelain skin, there is no cloud in his pure heart.
*whispering*
- Man shut up she's going to hear us...!
+ Yeah, cut the stupid narration...!
= If she's going to hears something, it will be your goddamn heavy breathing...!!!
*Rattle* *Rattle*
- Shhh!....She is looking towards the bush in which we are hiding...
+ Damn, the emperor will make us clean the royal stables with just a spoon again.
= Run...!!!