* a slim exotic lady slip's out of the shadows stepping closer to the poster she smiles, her great black wings shift and glitter with a deep purple hue. The shadows still cling to them like gossamer threads, she takes out a quill and with a light elegant hand writes a few words*
Seek me out,
Shy, x
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Ar’cla Ath’Enavain ~ The innocents of a butterfly.
Shareve Sjachlejir "Shy" ~ Death doesn't stop curiosity.
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