Mike Baylor Meets Victoria!
Editor: Atlas Studios
Two days later, in a northwestern village not far from Mount Denali, there was a desert with beautiful poplar trees.
There were only a few dozen people in the village, and most of them were old people, but now, there was a beautiful young woman.
It was Victoria.
Victoria was wearing a thin red dress with shoulder-length hair. The wind was strong and messed up her hair. She didn't seem to care about her image and was only wearing a pair of slippers.
She was sitting under a poplar tree with a blue bird.
An old man slowly walked up to her and handed her the food she prepared for the bird. He even asked her what she wanted for lunch.
The people in this village were controlled by Victoria. She wanted to live here quietly for some time without being disturbed.
Victoria gently stroked the bird's beautiful feathers and whispered. "Cherry, you are the only one by my side now. Only you are still willing to accompany me."