She is my sin, my soul, the light of my life, the fire of my desire.
Innocent, soft, loyal and affectionate, Isabella.
——Behind her beautiful face, she hides the minions of my love.
From the mysterious and closed magical world to the isolated Asgard.
She has red lips and fair skin, and her skirt is swaying.
She is a fall, but also a destination.
Intention: Bloom in the dark instead of withering in silence
