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[daisyachain]

The modern woman’s waiting by the phone is the ‘I have to go but I’ll answer as soon as I’m back’

[b1uetrees]

😵‍💫 i spent....five minutes....typing a fic comment....and it....it vanished....

[swimstagram-blog]

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[swimstagram-blog]

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[lotuswings-blog]

     { ❥ } — ❝So there are some new faces in town I haven't seen before... Just when I thought this city could not get bigger... I wonder if all of you are students...?❞ 

[lotuswings-blog]

♢ journey through life ♢ yue & kaien

    { ❥ } — Time had come to a stand-still for Yue. After she had been cursed, and after she had left Rania, she found herself at the awkwardness of traveling and drifting through the realms until she could find some kind of trail of where the mage had gone off to. It was nearly impossible to follow on after a woman who did not want to be followed, and even more so when she is an entity that made it difficult for her to follow after. Magic loved her as it did magical creatures and the mage was a special case... One where Yue would have a difficult time of finding her without finding someone who had met her.

                                Long ivory hair blew through the wind as she had come to a meadow of flowers. The flowers were in full bloom of white, a field filled with flora that matched the color of her hair and her clothes and stretched as far as the eye could see. Deciding that this was a good place to rest and recharge her magical energy reserves before another realm jump, she sat down in the middle of the field. With nothing else to do, she began to sing a song that sounded sad, with a hint of loneliness. A large gust of wind blew by and from the corner of her eye, she noticed a small boy with an orange-red scarf adorned around his neck, causing her to stop mid-note. She said not a word as she watched him approach and sit down beside her. It wasn't until when the sun began to set did she finally speak up.

                                ❝Would it perhaps be time for you to                                      head home? Your mother would worry.❞