WLC costume

The thin veil drawn beneath the rose-embroidered crimson bonnet flutters with each step. The flame of her candle flickers as though desperate to comfort the crumbled... And yet her very heart harbors only stillness in the face of the eternal farewell, for it is merely a new beginning. Her curiosity and anticipation for the world beyond are like a butterfly, scattering glimmering powder with each movement of its wings. The crumbled shall depart, yet the memories will remain.