The White Queen's Lament
She sits upon her perch, a figure pale. The crown presses down, a heavy weight of duty. Her glance are read more filled with a haunting melancholy, a mirroring of the chaos that surrounds her. The cards have dealt a unforgiving hand, and she is left to accept the cost. She sings her blues, a melody of yearning, a whisper carried on the wind. The Qu