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style="line-height:1;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:
36pt;"span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Arial;color:#3e454c;background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"You want a happy ending? you've come to the wrong place..but come, Listen and I will tell you a story, a tale where good does not prevail. A king. A queen. A club. A knave. One is destined for the grave. One lives to take care of their children. Im sorry for spoiling the whole story, as you may see, i do not like mysteries. I know, I know. it is what keeps the readers hooked, but mysteries do not work for me. A young queen named Elsa lived in a kingdom not too far, she was cursed..she had to lock her sister out for 13 years..she was almost killed by a man, who later became her husband. It takes a liar to know another. The prince of darkness who later became the king of heartness. The princess of ice, who later learned how to control her powers by love. For a night they will both be in disguise. A masquerade ball. The fairytale dance, the happy end will slip through their hands. To Fate's Will, they will succum and bend, their cinderella story, forevermore ends. A flame may love a snowflake, but they can never be together without harming each other. "Then let me die for you," Hans said. He reached for her and pulled her close to him, and they kissed. It was passionate, pure, and long overdue. They lay on her bed, the sound of their breath as sleep lured them into darkness. /spanspan style="font-size:16px;font-family:Arial;color:#444444;background-color:#ffffff;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"Mornings were cold and unbearably sun did not shine and not a single twitter resonated in the morning air. /spanspan style="font-size:16px;font-family:Arial;color:#444444;background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"One small are going to die. Despite every effort, no one lives forever. Sorry to be such a spoiler. My advice is,when the time comes, don't doesn't seem to help. I guess I should introduce myself properly. But then again, you'll meet me soon enough. Not before your time, of course.I make it a policy to avoid the , except sometimes. Once in a very long time.../span/p
style="line-height:1;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:
36pt;"span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Arial;color:#3e454c;background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"You want a happy ending? you've come to the wrong place..but come, Listen and I will tell you a story, a tale where good does not prevail. A king. A queen. A club. A knave. One is destined for the grave. One lives to take care of their children. Im sorry for spoiling the whole story, as you may see, i do not like mysteries. I know, I know. it is what keeps the readers hooked, but mysteries do not work for me. A young queen named Elsa lived in a kingdom not too far, she was cursed..she had to lock her sister out for 13 years..she was almost killed by a man, who later became her husband. It takes a liar to know another. The prince of darkness who later became the king of heartness. The princess of ice, who later learned how to control her powers by love. For a night they will both be in disguise. A masquerade ball. The fairytale dance, the happy end will slip through their hands. To Fate's Will, they will succum and bend, their cinderella story, forevermore ends. A flame may love a snowflake, but they can never be together without harming each other. "Then let me die for you," Hans said. He reached for her and pulled her close to him, and they kissed. It was passionate, pure, and long overdue. They lay on her bed, the sound of their breath as sleep lured them into darkness. /spanspan style="font-size:16px;font-family:Arial;color:#444444;background-color:#ffffff;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"Mornings were cold and unbearably sun did not shine and not a single twitter resonated in the morning air. /spanspan style="font-size:16px;font-family:Arial;color:#444444;background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"One small are going to die. Despite every effort, no one lives forever. Sorry to be such a spoiler. My advice is,when the time comes, don't doesn't seem to help. I guess I should introduce myself properly. But then again, you'll meet me soon enough. Not before your time, of course.I make it a policy to avoid the , except sometimes. Once in a very long time.../span/p
