
ALT Sometimes my mind feels like a garden, and I can no longer tell which parts I grew myself and which came from other peopleโs thoughts and stares. The flowers have eyes, as if even the things meant to be beautiful are watching me. And that hand is mine, trying to cut back and prune the endless thoughts growing inside me, even the ones that look beautiful.

ALT They say winter fell upon the realm not by chance, but by a vow. To save her last remaining memory of him from the relentless reach of time, Valeria asked Winter to keep it safe forever. Winter agreed, but warned her of the price: to preserve the past, the present must pause, and she would be bound forever as the guardian of the cold. Accepting her fate, Valeria watched as the season cast a shimmering layer of eternal frost, freezing everything in time. Now, wrapped in her rich red velvet cloak, she reigns over the silent realmโforever protecting her frozen memory and all the secrets kept beneath the ice. โShe accepted the cold forever, just to save a single warm memory.โ








































