Fairspell Meadow Auspicious Anomalancy

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Imprisoned, banished, into a nexus of my own design...
Now Time mocks me, and my sentence is Gravity.

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She relished the surprise, glad her blush could be hidden by fur and dark flesh. Her banner however began a whimsical swish, bellowing a gentle curvature of frosty wind behind her.

“[font]Zafina[/font],” she returned the part of names. He deserved her true calling, as he had given her something to genuinely smile about. With others, she had dubbed her more common alias, ‘Enchantress’.

“Does you name have a meaning?” She asked, curiousity twisting her demeanor to be more vocally inviting.

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But every sky will build my throne.

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