Queen's White Woes
She sits upon her seat, a figure stark. The headpiece presses down, a heavy weight of obligation. Her gaze are filled with a deep despair, a reflection of the turmoil that surrounds her. The cards have dealt a unforgiving hand, and she is left to endure the price. She sings her lament, a melody of yearning, a whisper carried on the breeze. The Quee