Pixel art de mi autorรญa hecho en Paint tool sai 2.
Pixel art of my authorship made in Paint tool sai 2.
Flora es una chica comรบn y corriente. Como muchas chicas que habitan la tierra. Esa no se siente especial, sabe que solo es una persona mรกs. Flora se dedica a cultivar flores todos los dรญas antes de ir a estudiar, ya que, le hace acordar a su madre. Desde hace muchos dรญas ella ha tenido el mismo sueรฑo cada noche.
Flora is an ordinary girl. Like many girls who inhabit the earth. She doesn't feel special, she knows she's just another person. Flora grows flowers every day before she goes to school because it reminds her of her mother. For many days now she has had the same dream every night.
๐ท ๐ป ๐ผ ๐ท ๐ป ๐ผ ๐ท ๐ป ๐ผ ๐ท ๐ป ๐ผ ๐ท ๐ป ๐ผ
Sueรฑa que se estรก alistando para ir a estudiar, pero cuando se va a ver al espejo, Esta ve que en ves de tener rostro, solo habรญa flores en su cara. Ella se asusta e intenta gritar, pero no puede; no tiene boca. Sale de su cuarto para pedir ayuda a su padre, pero no lo encuentra, solo encuentra a su madre, Flora se queda atรณnita al verla. Su madre la agarra de la mano y la lleva al campo de flores y le dice: "Flora, ayรบdame a recoger todas las flores que puedas. Tengo que irme ahora mismo". Flora agarra la cesta que su madre le ofrece y se dedica a recoger flores. Ya cuando su cesta estรก llena, sube la cabeza para darle la cesta a su madre, pero no la ve. Intenta buscarla con la mirada y la logra ver, pero a la distancia. Iba tomada de manos con una mujer alta, de piel blanca, vestida de blanco, con el cabello negro y largo, Flora querรญa ir a buscarla pero no se podรญa mover.
She dreams that she is getting ready to go to school, but when she goes to the mirror, she sees that instead of having a face, there were only flowers on her face. She gets scared and tries to scream, but cannot; she has no mouth. She leaves her room to ask for help from her father, but does not find him; she only finds her mother. Her mother takes her by the hand and leads her to the field of flowers and says: "Flora, help me to gather as many flowers as you can. I have to go now. Flora grabs the basket her mother offers her and picks flowers. When her basket is full, she raises her head to give the basket to her mother, but she doesn't see it. She tries to look for it with her eyes and manages to see it, but from a distance. He was holding hands with a tall, white-skinned woman dressed in white, with long black hair.
๐จ ๐๐ต๐ธ๐ป๐ช ๐ผ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ผ๐น๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฝ๐ช. ๐ท
๐๐ท๐ญ ๐๐ต๐ธ๐ป๐ช ๐๐ช๐ด๐ฎ๐ผ ๐พ๐น. ๐ท
๐ท ๐ป ๐ผ ๐ท ๐ป ๐ผ ๐ท ๐ป ๐ผ ๐ท ๐ป ๐ผ ๐ท ๐ป ๐ผ
๐๐ป๐ธ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ผ๐ธ.
๐๐ป๐ธ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ผ๐ผ.
๐๐ป๐ช๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ช๐ผ ๐น๐ธ๐ป ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ป ๐ถ๐ฒ ๐น๐ธ๐ผ๐ฝ
๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ช๐ท๐ด๐ผ ๐ฏ๐ธ๐ป ๐ป๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐ถ๐ ๐น๐ธ๐ผ๐ฝ
๐ท ๐ป ๐ผ