Yas, here’s my Lapis Calcite. Her wings are made of water with poison, from which comes that strange color. She’s not sad, even looking very sad. She is a ex crystal gem, lives in homeworld and don't care about the important things. Wanna fuse with her? Don’t be shy.
“For it is up to you and me to take solace in nostalgia's arms and our ability to create the everlasting from fleeting moments.”
― Sanober Khan, A touch, a tear, a tempest








