05-16-2018, 06:26 PM
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Bea's face contorted in thought as she stepped forward. It had been many moons since she had penned a letter. Then, she had been a human. It had also been a lot easier since she possessed thumbs as well as the ability to hold a pen extremely well. She knew she could do the same in this form, but it would take much getting used to.Still, she was willing to participate.
Wordlessly, the girl gingerly picked up two bottles, two pieces of parchment (one with a bluish tone, the other with a slight greenish hue), two carved wooden birds, and a red pen. Without even needed to think, she knew she would be writing to Greg and Wirt. If there were still alive and still out and about, maybe she would eventually find them and give them their letters. She hoped.
[b]"My name's Beatrice," the canine said, realizing she forgot her manners. "I hope you don't mind that I'm making two." For a split second, she raised her burnt amber eyes to peer at Sekai, then she quickly lower them to begin writing her letters.
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[glow=black,10,100]YOUR EYES ARE A THOUSAND TIMES DEEPER THAN THE SKY[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]AND I AM A TINY STAR, FALLING FOR ALL TIME
beatrice | grounded | sage | the typhoon