#fatededge

[graceful-krityan]

fated-edge replied to your post: Wow I’m really nervous to ask you for a roleplay even though I roleplay with you on other accounts already;; I am unsure of how you like Oc’s. *flails toward you* ;v; ! Hii it’s me korre lol hnnggg;;

//Why hello korre darling-- :DD Ah! Wow, you're everywhere! Seriously, props.

[star-meteor-seles]

Three more people started following you...

 fated-edge

 misstearica

 absolute-ice

"...Welcome." Seles curtsied at the newcomer, her tone as blank as her face.

[darkened-smile-blog]

It was that time of year again just after the tree of Halure blossomed, its petals swirling down upon the town, raining upon roofs and walkways, blanketing the town in a disgustingly thick layer of pink, dead masses of fermenting leaves. Cleanup was going well, at least, and this knowledge was enough to bring Dimi out of the house for once. He was pleased that he could actually walk along the streets; piles of decomposing pink tree-refuse were strewn in scattered heaps here and there. All in all, it wasn't as bad as some years.

His feet were carrying him along, eyes trained on the repulsing landmarks, when by chance he bumped into someone passing by. This, of course, he assumed was a Halure resident, one of which would most likely recognize him. He turned, surprised.

"Oh! I'm sorry, miss," he breathed, realizing at once that he didn't recognize her at all. She probably didn't even live in Halure, so he could have just ignored her. Then again, he figured, maybe she was new, or had just never crossed paths with him before. There was no margin of change to err in, considering just one person rubbed wrongly could destroy his intricately built web. "I wasn't watching where I was going."