ooc. i’m still quite new here, so i was wondering if any of my moots would mind me interacting with your posts. i wouldn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable or overstep, so i thought i’d ask for permission first!
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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝒮he took a 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽 breath,
⠀ welcoming the morning breeze that
⠀ made her hair dance 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦 before
⠀ the large window in the princes𝐬’
⠀ chambers.
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⠀ ⠀“ it’s a 𝓁𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑦 day for 𝐟𝗹𝐲𝗶𝗻𝗴 .ᐟ ”
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⠀ ⠀ [músculo sequer ousou reagir. criston permaneceu imóvel, desfrutando apenas do calor reconfortante que desfilava em seu âmago] vossa alteza, caso a insônia a aflija, devo chamar uma ama?
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“to the boneway we march!” the 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 beside me declared with unbridled enthusiasm. hours later, all that remained of him was his burnt body. i wonder if his skull is still there, adorning the winding paths of the boneway.
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