2. He has come 🌷

Sun, 26 Oct 2025 13:02:08 +0000

The golden morning has then melted into the harsh afternoon through the forms of sweat, and yet the whole amphitheatre was ice calm. All were silent, numb, fixing their terrified eyes at the centre of the amphitheatre, where above the tiny constructed pool, the golden bow was kept and beside him, a man in golden armour and earring was standing. His head was bowing low, looking at his reddish hand, he was staying in grief. Above the head, that blue fish with its crystal black eye was swimming excitingly, announcing, "One more prince has failed."