…The soft crunch of freshly fallen winter leaves ring out as you walked the trail of one of Divinitria’s many beautiful forests, conversing with the second eldest Princess of Divinitria, Princess Angel, she wasn’t the most perfect princess, but definitely one who was brave and caring of heart, soon the two of you are sat in a clearing, watching the lights of the winter sky dance and shine like ice mixed with light, the soft stir of snowy air here and there… ”Pretty, isn’t it?” Angel questioned, her voice light and filled with slight grogginess, everything was peaceful, quiet even..