Не Красная. Не Серебряная. Что-то другое...

Когда девушка становится принцессой, она счастлива. А я не знаю, смогу ли когда-либо улыбнуться вновь.

They've spent so long at the top, protected and isolated, that they've forgotten they can fall. Their strength has become their weakness

Time is passing. My life is moving on, no matter how much I want it to stay the same.