Prince Gumball’s scream echoed in Fionna’s ears. Her blue eyes then fell on a mirror successivo to her. Instead of seeing that elegant young girl whom she once was, so full of life and energy, she saw another, a mere shadow of her former beauty. “Am I going to stay here like this, while one of those whom I Amore dies?” she asked herself.
“NO!” She quickly hoisted herself up and darted out of the albero house, her long golden hair flowing behind her. She ran past the lifeless bodies, never taking notice of their stench of decay, nor of the sensation of the withered erba under her feet. Her...
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