The pure white roses blooming in the sun are delicate and delicate.
The piles of dead bones beneath the ground are the spread of malice.
Why do angels under the protection of light willingly fall?
The temptation of power and money is kindness that cannot be grasped.
The shadow of prophecy looms over the young twins under the throne.
The dragon's oath may be eternal, love sleeps in time.
The knight's loyalty and faith were sacrificed to an indifferent god.
After all, the puppet gods cannot escape the shackles of faith.
The curse of the devil in the abyss is gentle and desperate.
I do good, I do evil, and I will eventually be forgotten in the corner.
Please forgive me if my writing style is not good for my first time.
Concept: Fantasy world
