A puff of steam. Soft and silver steam. Pearly. Then, among the thick fog, a well-known and beloved figure:Princess Peach. Only she didn't emanated the familiar fruity scent, around her didn't hover an aura of benevolence, 당신 could not feel the tenderness of her being.On the contrary, a scent of wild 장미 and berries, a look completely devoid of warmth, cold as a stalactite of ice. And a hard expression, frowning, as offended 의해 something great, beyond any disappointment.
The King of the Koopa skipped 의해 leaps and bounds, in that suspended atmosphere so glacial and gloomy. His body, however,...
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