a woman without her SISTER is like a bird without WINGS
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a woman without her SISTER is like a bird without WINGS
Periwinkle smiled as she flew over the spirited girl, covering her in Pixie Dust. Soon, she was helping her keep balance in the air and began flying with her. A smile on the small fairy's face.
A popular dreams ofhers as was where she grew beautiful white feathers all up her arms. Kicking upfrom the ground she suddenly found herself looping around the clouds, whichwere as soft to the touch as freshly sheared wool. She didn’t remember how toland, because she always woke up before that part.
She didn’t rememberfalling asleep before. Yet as she started to rise up from the ground she couldn’tbelieve it was real. She wobbled uncertainly on the back of the wind, a fewsharp cries pouring from her mouth as she righted herself. And then, real ornot, the same joy she felt in her dreams when flying washed over her, and shefollowed the small tinkling figure above the clouds.
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I had a dream about mother. I was in a brightly colored room that shined with the rainbow and was made of clouds. Mother was sitting in a chair and I asked her if she liked Heaven. I woke up before she could respond. I tried to tell father what I dreamed and he got mad at me.
I wish I had met mother. I wish father would tell me about her.
Periwinkle smiled and gave the boy a flower and friendly kiss to the cheek as a 'thank you' for saving her from those creatures.
Despite her silence;
The gifts s p o k e for themselves-- tint of pink expanded clearly againstSora's natural tone. A faint chuckle parted his lips, while timidly accepting the flower. “Heh, thanks! I'll be sure t'keep this forever!"
gelufae
Everything in Winter caught the light and sparkled, she couldn't help but notice. Thick water droplets froze on the edges of branches, weighing them down and acting like prisms. Her attention was focused on these bits of ice, waiting patiently in their meeting place when she heard a faint fluttering sound.
Turning her gaze, Clarion could faintly make out, amongst the trees and gently falling snow, a figure she was quite certain she recognized.
❝Your wings are sparkling. She must be around here, somewhere.❞
Periwinkle smiled as she led the Alchemist to where she hoped to enjoy herself. She heard about what happened to her a year ago, so she wanted to help her ease back in with everyone. Her and the rest of her friends were all going for a nice ice sliding ride. Since it was Zarina's first time, Peri would ride with her. "You'll love it." At the call of 'Go' by Sled, they were off and Periwinkle took control of the steering.
gelufae
Peri had promised Zarina an exciting afternoon. Though Zarina had been hesitant to leave her workshop to play, something about Peri's smile convinced her to leave her dust behind and have fun.
Though, as the two sledded down the hill at top speed, she seemed to reconsider her definition of fun.
Zarina screeched, hugging Periwinkle's waist as they sped down, cold air blowing through her red locks. "This is what you do for fun?!" She yelled over the roar of the wind, squinting as the snow flew past them.
( gelufae | starter call ).
「 prinsesse 」
A light outside her window had drawn the child's attention, the doll's house she had been playing with lying abandoned. With quick hands, encased now as they were in her gloves, Elsa scrambled up onto the window seat, crawling over to the glass and kneeling up to look outside. It was a curious expression expression on her face, waiting to see the light again.