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To a humble prince: You are so charming. Like wings of a butterfly, Hiding your true valor. So quiet, Engulfed in fear. Everyone adores you, Simple beautiful royalty. No one knows you fell for a maid, Hidden in the shadows, you kissed her. So possessive, you wanted to paint her, So talented, you wanted to corrupt her. So sad, Now he shows regret. There's no way a maid could be a princess. But love like this is dark, Love like this is a lie. To my humble prince: I cut off your wings, A simple maid, I shackled you with desire.

And to this day, I dream about the first night we spent together. A world so warm, so bizarre and frightful, my heart felt like it was running a marathon by its own. And then my eyes fell shut, the acceptance of neither winning nor losing, but giving in. I am not a child with innocent acceptance of magic. I either want to learn the tricks, -- and if it may not be learned, it simply turns uninteresting. I do however; believe in the magic of love, be it twisted or enamoring, love cannot lie. To think of the darkest shards in your memory, to repent, and later follow the same vicious cycle, it is to be human. To speak, it is to think. To think

Name: Camellia Age: 18 Hair: brown, and white when transformed. Eyes: brown- henshin- yellow Height: 5'3 Appearance: Camellia is very well-mannered, slightly gloomy and quiet. She has long honey colored hair, and wears glasses. Usually has  a sweater and wears shorts. Knee socks, and lolita clothes. Powers:  can speak to animals/control them   Weapon: Bow & arrow Costume: Sweet lolita. Pink and white. Mark: Camellia on her neck Motif: Colour scheme: White Weakness/Flaw: In her powers, the flaws is that some animal has a stronger instict and might not respond well. As well as her ability of feeling guilt over having comple