Royal blood be true
when hope is lost
then find the mountain's heart
“The fat bee circled lazily around the flowers in the window and then, as if even flying was too much effort in the afternoon heat, dropped slowly down and out of Nushka’s view. Nushka wished she could escape the afternoon’s lesson as easily. She contemplated the drop from the castle window and the hard stones below and decided that sticking with the lesson was the best option, for now. If only she had some wings.”
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