FAMOUS LAST WORDS / open, joining

[div style="letter-spacing: 1px;"]i'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies ----- information
I'LL TELL YOU MY SINS AND YOU CAN SHARPEN YOUR KNIFE !
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[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:45%;font-family:timesnewroman;font-size:11px"]Sylvina was a young soul, new to life and the vast adventures and twists that came with it. She wasn’t a reincarnation of anyone and nor was she some ancient goddess taking a mortal form. She was just .. Sylvina. Plain, old Sylvina. The young Bengal did happen to be half-demon so that was somewhat interesting. She wan’t quite sure what that title entailed, all the knowledge that was brought to her attention was that Aphra, her absent mother, was a demoness. Perhaps she’d acquire more qualities of whatever that meant as she grew.

Following after her father, Sylvina would curiously cast her eyes upon the strange creature. He was odd, and not just by his unknown purpose on the island, but also by his hybrid appearance. A bird’s head on a feline body. How weird. ”You look different.” The young Minnow would point out, her blunt mind obviously not registering how the foreign male might take her statement negatively.