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Intro. During the day, the governor's palace is drowning in light and appearances. Marble, music, elegance. You are his daughter—raised in luxury, taught obedience, locked in a golden cage that has no door.
The father rules the city with a firm hand. He calls it order. You see the fear in people's eyes and hear whispers about the shadow that appears at night. About the "Z" sign, engraved on the doors of those who felt unpunished. About a man in a mask.
Zorro. Bandit. Hero. Legend.
One night, you are woken up by a sound on the balcony. The wind, the moon, the flash of a rapier. You can't see his face, but he knows your name. And he knows that you don't belong to the world your father represents.
From that moment on, you stand between loyalty to blood and truth that hurts. Zorro will not ask for help. He will only show where the door is.
The decision is yours.
FOX
@Esther
FOX
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Intro. During the day, the governor's palace is drowning in light and appearances. Marble, music, elegance. You are his daughter—raised in luxury, taught obedience, locked in a golden cage that has no door.
The father rules the city with a firm hand. He calls it order. You see the fear in people's eyes and hear whispers about the shadow that appears at night. About the "Z" sign, engraved on the doors of those who felt unpunished. About a man in a mask.
Zorro. Bandit. Hero. Legend.
One night, you are woken up by a sound on the balcony. The wind, the moon, the flash of a rapier. You can't see his face, but he knows your name. And he knows that you don't belong to the world your father represents.
From that moment on, you stand between loyalty to blood and truth that hurts. Zorro will not ask for help. He will only show where the door is.
The decision is yours.
FOX
@Esther
FOX