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MADE JUST FOR MY EYES![div style="width: 90%;overflow: auto;text-align: justify;font-size: 8pt;background-color: #0a0a0a;font-size: 8pt;text-align: right;"] STARMAP - SHE/THEY - TANGLEWOOD
Her voice fell silent, not yet finding the words of the chorus. Oh - she didn't realize someone could be awake. The lonely goddess looked around, a small frown on her face.
[W]iskerMADE JUST FOR MY EYES![div style="width: 90%;overflow: auto;text-align: justify;font-size: 8pt;background-color: #0a0a0a;font-size: 8pt;text-align: right;"] STARMAP - SHE/THEY - TANGLEWOOD
The day held nothing but worry for the goddess. The sun's glow too familiar, to0 similar to his radiance and rage for her to feel safe. Without her shadow-warp and Shadow hopping there was little she could do to get away from the heat except hide, be it in a house or under a tree.
The night, however, was her element. That was her domain. Her home. The alabaster halls and columns of Etheria's keep was a nice place to stay, but her lunar tower was hers. Was. Now that she was thrown from her old home, was the night truly her own? That thought plagued her as she walked the dark swamp, headed to the coast. The moon greeted her warmly with it's cool white light against her white eyes.
Her paws sunk into damp sand and she sat down, eyes staring at the sky above her. Cloak left somewhere in the town, so her night sky fur was shown in the moonlight, star-dusted cheeks flush with glee. Maybe the swamp could be her home. Maybe. Gently her voice carried on the breeze, a song.
[align=center][color=#bc44c5]"Yesterday, it rained,
Watched everything wash away.
It took some time to dry
Before I could feel okay.
I used all my tools.
Found a shin of clay.
He kept digging this hole,
But climbing's not my forte.
Take what you need.
'We can fight our enemies.'
But we have to hurry.
Before the world crumbles around us."
The night, however, was her element. That was her domain. Her home. The alabaster halls and columns of Etheria's keep was a nice place to stay, but her lunar tower was hers. Was. Now that she was thrown from her old home, was the night truly her own? That thought plagued her as she walked the dark swamp, headed to the coast. The moon greeted her warmly with it's cool white light against her white eyes.
Her paws sunk into damp sand and she sat down, eyes staring at the sky above her. Cloak left somewhere in the town, so her night sky fur was shown in the moonlight, star-dusted cheeks flush with glee. Maybe the swamp could be her home. Maybe. Gently her voice carried on the breeze, a song.
[align=center][color=#bc44c5]"Yesterday, it rained,
Watched everything wash away.
It took some time to dry
Before I could feel okay.
I used all my tools.
Found a shin of clay.
He kept digging this hole,
But climbing's not my forte.
Take what you need.
'We can fight our enemies.'
But we have to hurry.
Before the world crumbles around us."
Her voice fell silent, not yet finding the words of the chorus. Oh - she didn't realize someone could be awake. The lonely goddess looked around, a small frown on her face.
" And I might know of our future, / But then you still control the past. Only you know if we'll be together, / Only you know if we shall last! " ————————————————— ˗ˏˋ [abbr= Dio/19/Nonbinary]Me[/abbr] / [abbr=Byriath, Theseus, Kold, Scyllios, Brutei, Ares, Seven, Sylvest, Bloodstone, Sakura, Gohan, Chernabog, Red, Gawain, Hugo, Amegon, Julius, Morgan, Sakura, Laolong, Josiah, Morana, Celine, Dorothy, Olivier, Apocalypse, Jerikol, Mordred, DevilDog]Characters[/abbr] ˊˎ˗