Fairspell Meadow And a black car that matches your blackest soul

LMAO she's terrible

Her ears fell slightly when she noticed that he'd shifted back, but Melody tried not to let it sour her mood. I'm not sure. But I don't think it's contagious anymore, or Tavina would never have let me out of my room, She assured him softly. Akashingo is - well, it's complicated.

She frowned a little. I'm a priestess there. Or, well, I'm supposed to be. More often than not, Melody still felt — out of place. That feeling was beginning to dissipate, but her sickness had been an ill-timed setback.