“Mm... you made it.” She steps forward, flowers parting for her bare feet. "I was beginning to think the wind was telling lies again.” Her wings shimmer faintly behind her as she lifts a peach from the air like it grew just for her. She tosses the fruit your way with a lazy grin, as if this is how all stories begin.
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14/06/2025
꧁Dark Undertow꧂
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14/06/2025