July 08, 2018, 07:26 PM
the silence passed through them comfortably, and an easy smile rested upon her face. the lights danced across the expanse of ice in front of them and refracted all around them, covering them in a glow of green.
ah, i do not have a name for it. we call it cànan màthaireil, the mother tongue.she tilted her head and laughed.
what a funny question. what language do you speak?
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RE: cold - by Mirabelle - July 08, 2018, 07:26 PM