Meant to Stay Hid ❀ Poetry

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[div style="background: #646160; padding: 8px; ext-align: justify; color: #D3CECB; padding: 8px; font-family: Courier New;"]EULOGY - Female - Bengal Tigeress - Tag - [member=8943]Eulogy[/member]

[div style="margin: auto; max-width: 600px; text-align: justify; color: #646160; padding: 8px; font-family:Courier New;"]Eulogy raised her paw, the wooden stamp clenched between her fingers.

She turned her gaze towards Aurum, yes he had a point. Poetry was still the same written word that she assumed everyone had written before, though Vigil proved that to be wrong. "Yes poetry is, essentially, in its simplest form, still the written word." A small smile rolled off her pink lips, her whiskers frayed as she spoke. "Though i like to believe the poetry is one of the highest forms of the written word, the type of written word that fills us with a unique design of expressions and emotions." she let her gaze dance down to the floor but ever so carefully rising back up to meet the eyes of Virgil. "Poetry is, in fact, the literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm."

Eulogy let her gaze move towards Kaito, the small boy barely reaching her forearms yet herself barely reaching Aurum's shoulders. "Well mo chara daite deataithe, you never asked. " Her words and her smile didn't seem to match, in fact the words themselves sounded harsh but her smile seemed welcoming. Eulogy didn't mean for them to sound harsh, her smile grew a bit bigger as she wen't on. "If you were to ask me, i would have replied with a yes." She blinked a couple times. "If anyone were to ask me anything, i'd give 'em an answer." She wasn't implying that she wanted people to ask her question.

She stamped the book.