Wheeling Gull Isle delicate
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The sky was dark when she left, crossing the beaches as she used to do in her previous time on the island - flurries of snow swirled up and danced on the wind, dusting her pelt in white as she drifted on the sand. Faeryn had plenty on her mind, but she left it unspoken, gaze wandering across the horizon.

The stars were invisible tonight.

Clouds shadowed the curtain above, masking the glow of the moon and twinkle of the stars in an ashen haze - it was relatively silent, other than the hiss and slosh of the ocean's waves. Quiet, just how she liked it.
I see quiet nights,
poured over ice
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delicate - by Faeryn - January 02, 2019, 10:21 AM
RE: delicate - by Moor - January 02, 2019, 03:56 PM