(no subject)
the plastic crown.
based on this post
the king has passed away, the heiress to the throne has been summoned to fulfill her responsibilities.
among spoiled royalty and decadent conspiracies, she decides to take off and travel the world on her orange bike instead.
there are people who want to find her, some want to hurt her.
she makes friends along the way: a girl, a witch, a boy and his tiger. maybe there is no boy, just the tiger.
they leave messages behind as they travel and get lost. they part ways and find each other again. the messages are a constant.
every time there are lights in the distance, the princess has to run a little faster.
remember who you really are
the princess
text will eventually go here.
the girl
text will eventually go here.
the witch
text will eventually go here.
the boy
text will eventually go here.
the tiger
text will eventually go here.
the cousin
text will eventually go here.
the accomplice
text will eventually go here.
the illusionist
text will eventually go here.
the doctor
text will eventually go here.
the lights
text will eventually go here.