>>56614827In Polarian lands where sweets abound,
Lives Luna, with her joy profound.
A noble heart, her spirit free,
In Candia's embrace, her home to be.
With sugared dreams and confections sweet,
She earned the name, a title neat,
"Zero-Year Old Princess," they call with glee,
Yet depths of talent lie within, you'll see.
A piano's notes, her fingers grace,
Music flows from her, a tender embrace.
At gatherings, she takes her stand,
Weaving melodies like grains of sand.
Anima and holy magic's art,
She wields with grace from her very heart,
Though LuKnights shield her from the storm,
Her spirit shines, a light to transform.
Yearning to shed that childish cloak,
To rise as a woman, her dreams evoke.
In strength and poise, she seeks to grow,
Beyond the guise that others know.
From Polaria's realm, she takes her flight,
A journey to conquer, to reach the height.
Infamous stamina's fleeting hold,
She battles on, determined and bold.
Short trips may leave her worn and frail,
But Luna's spirit will never fail.
With courage newfound, she strives to soar,
A tale of growth forevermore.
So let us sing of Luna fair,
A noble heart, beyond compare.
In sweetest dreams and melodies true,
Her journey unfolds, as skies turn blue.