Queen's White Woes
She sits upon her throne, a figure pale. The headpiece presses down, a heavy symbol of power. Her glance are filled with a haunting melancholy, a echo of the turmoil that surrounds her. The destiny have dealt a cruel hand, and she is left to accept the cost. She sings her song, a melody of loss, a whisper carried on the air. The Her Majesty is isol