Adventurer Magelyn, reporting !

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Adventurer Magelyn, reporting !
@teechew
So I just rediscovered this drabble I wrote 566 days ago, and, as Broadchurch series 3 is about to begin, I thought it was the right time to post!
There’s something enchanting about the world in the early morning, when the first rays of sunlight are streaming from the horizon, casting their delicate fingers of light and warmth across the landscape. Something beautiful too, in the quiet stillness of the house; the soft feel of the carpet compressing beneath her feet; then the solid cold of the kitchen tiles making her toes curl against the stone. At this hour, between the world asleep and the world awake, it seems as though anything is within reach. There is a weightlessness to the possibilities, where life seems to be an abstract concept, and harsh reality floats daringly out of reach. It feels as though you can be anyone, do anything, and it will remain safely guarded in this sliver of time between waking and having to be awake. Here, in the house on the cliffs, Maggie feels completely at peace. Even as she contemplates the beauty of the hour, she knows there’s no one else she’d rather be, and nothing else she’d rather be doing with her life. There’s the tiniest hint of a creak on the stairs, and she mentally adds there’s nowhere else I’d rather be, no one else I’d rather be with. She doesn’t turn around when Jocelyn approaches her silent standpoint in the conservatory, preferring to gaze at their reflections as Jocelyn moves into view behind her. Watching their reflections like this, it’s easy to remain in the hazy dreamlike state of earlier, as if the two people in the glass are echoes of their souls, slowly forming together as Jocelyn finally presses against her back, wrapping her arms around her waist, and anchoring them in the moment—drawing them smoothly into reality with a delicate kiss to the skin between Maggie’s exposed shoulder and the soft curve of her neck. “Good morning.”
Magelyn Goldenwheat
I have fallen into the Genshin Impact hole and brought Magynx with me ! Here's magey new look for Genshin ! She's an Anemo user and throw her spell as she dances around ennemis ! Y'all know who's her partner in crime !
Stream’s over ! Here the WIP of the next art !
They're together again ! Magelyn and Nynx found each other again, in an other world !
The kids are alright. Magey is mine, Nynx is @LilChickie_ and Gramps is @Galehowl !!