I have always thought that the person sitting on the prince's white horse is a fairy, extremely beautiful and beautiful.
And the princess locked up in the castle never had black hair that could become a long ladder.
After getting closer and closer, ambiguity arose. . .
In the end, I realized that waiting was wasted time.
It turns out that love is not about this life or the next life, nor is it the five hundred years that the Buddha said. . . But a real existence
Looking for fairy tales in a non-fairy tale world, looking for you~~~~~