MIRA.

[MIRA. @delsyreth]

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𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞 ༘ ⋆｡˚⚔︎
". . . one who bleeds the tides."
─── 𝐃𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐧 ♆
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[🐚 @threnavire]

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﹙𝓲.﹚ 🐚 . . . ࣪ ִֶָ “ s𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓶𝓼 — 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗎𝗍, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓪 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓼. ࣪˖ ☾ ༘ ⋆｡˚ 𓇼
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[YVAN。 @CLNDSTXNE]

@CAMP3NIGMA @starlafiles @delsyreth @incautavidi ㅤㅤ

MERRY CHRISTMAS, ENIGMA! 🌟

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[MIRA. @delsyreth]

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﹙𓇼﹚. . . ࣪ ִֶָ Fierro grunted something that might have been agreement. Selene hummed. Yue nudged her ankle.

Chaos would come tomorrow. They would need to run, to fight. But together, they'd be ready, like they always are.
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[MIRA. @delsyreth]

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﹙𓇼﹚. . . ࣪ ִֶָ For a moment, she let herself believe it was enough.

Then she exhaled slowly, eyes tracing the first stars. "Rest up," she murmured, half to herself, half to her quiet circle of friends. "Tomorrow's going to hit hard. Again."
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[MIRA. @delsyreth]

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﹙𓇼﹚. . . ࣪ ִֶָ Mirella stepped back, a tired smile ghosting across her lips. "That's two down. We're halfway through," she said, her voice hoarse. "Let's hope the next one doesn't come with a built-in flock."
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[MIRA. @delsyreth]

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﹙𓇼﹚. . . ࣪ ִֶָ The effect was immediate. Light bled through the cracks of the carving, tracing every feather of the vulture's wings. The ground trembled as the markings on the wall came alive, filling the chamber with a low, resonant hum.
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