08-29-2018, 03:28 PM
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[color=#3f5351]"Is that a dragon?"
Feyre did not attempt to mask the wonder that laced her tone as she teetered forward. Lavender eyes were stretched wide and an ever-so-slight smile curved delicate lips- she was the air of intrigue, her childlike curiosity revealed in its full extent by Hyoyeon and Tiamet. She had only ever heard fables and tales of dragons, and even those promised beasts of grandeur that made her feel small and insignificant in comparison. It was almost reassuring to look upon a supposed dragon that even she managed to dwarf in size, a certain unbridled delight coming to life upon her grayish blue features in spite of herself. [color=#3f5351]"Can yours breathe fire? I can make it!" She half-inquired half-boasted, a fluffy chest puffing out in a way that she did not intend; bragging was a new and unfamiliar (yet fun) concept for the child.
To further demonstrate her ability, Feyre drew in a deep breath, those vibrant eyes of hers flickering shut for the briefest of moments as she first recited the spell in her mind and then, verbally. [color=#3f5351]"Phasmatos Incendia!" The embers that lit the ground in front of her were nothing more than a parlor trick in the eyes of Feyre and yet, she watched them with wonder as well, expression almost begging for acceptance from the dragon. [color=#3f5351]"I'm Feyre Josephine and I'm a witch! It's nice to meetcha!" Her introduction was short and sweet, a paw raising to dismiss the flames that she had so easily beckoned as she sat back upon her haunches, [color=#3f5351]"I can also talk to ghosts but playing with fire can be so much more fun!"
Feyre did not attempt to mask the wonder that laced her tone as she teetered forward. Lavender eyes were stretched wide and an ever-so-slight smile curved delicate lips- she was the air of intrigue, her childlike curiosity revealed in its full extent by Hyoyeon and Tiamet. She had only ever heard fables and tales of dragons, and even those promised beasts of grandeur that made her feel small and insignificant in comparison. It was almost reassuring to look upon a supposed dragon that even she managed to dwarf in size, a certain unbridled delight coming to life upon her grayish blue features in spite of herself. [color=#3f5351]"Can yours breathe fire? I can make it!" She half-inquired half-boasted, a fluffy chest puffing out in a way that she did not intend; bragging was a new and unfamiliar (yet fun) concept for the child.
To further demonstrate her ability, Feyre drew in a deep breath, those vibrant eyes of hers flickering shut for the briefest of moments as she first recited the spell in her mind and then, verbally. [color=#3f5351]"Phasmatos Incendia!" The embers that lit the ground in front of her were nothing more than a parlor trick in the eyes of Feyre and yet, she watched them with wonder as well, expression almost begging for acceptance from the dragon. [color=#3f5351]"I'm Feyre Josephine and I'm a witch! It's nice to meetcha!" Her introduction was short and sweet, a paw raising to dismiss the flames that she had so easily beckoned as she sat back upon her haunches, [color=#3f5351]"I can also talk to ghosts but playing with fire can be so much more fun!"
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YOU COULD [B]RATTLE THE STARS[/b]
[div style="font-family: HELVETICA;font-size: 17px; color:#000000; LETTER-SPACING: 0PX; line-height: 99%;"]YOU COULD DO [i]ANYTHING, IF ONLY YOU [color=black]DARED