05-05-2020, 05:38 PM
[div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]SALEM | Softly, vine-wrapped paws crossed the sand -- quick, from his treehouse the small wildcat descended. Fondly gleaming, dark eyes shone behind the sockets of the pumpkin; bright with intentions to share word of a fond new book with a friend. Another tale he may have read aloud, possessing no braille copy nor knowing how to find one.
Salem heard, rather than saw the excited commotion, head lingering in the clouds. Just as paws began to reach the tavern's entrance, perked ears caught the words -- meteor shower. Abruptly, the youth halted, soon sheepishly mumbling apologies over a near collision with an enthusiastic npc.
Gently, his brows creased, head soon turning up in wonder. The morning sky stretched clear above the shores -- an open canvas for an astrological phenomenon. Quietly, Salem took a seat a little away from the tavern, breathing it in.
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Salem heard, rather than saw the excited commotion, head lingering in the clouds. Just as paws began to reach the tavern's entrance, perked ears caught the words -- meteor shower. Abruptly, the youth halted, soon sheepishly mumbling apologies over a near collision with an enthusiastic npc.
Gently, his brows creased, head soon turning up in wonder. The morning sky stretched clear above the shores -- an open canvas for an astrological phenomenon. Quietly, Salem took a seat a little away from the tavern, breathing it in.
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[i]I see your true colors shining through[div style="font-size:8pt;line-height:.1.1;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:-2px"]
[ salem | crewmate of the typhoon | information and tags] | penned by lamby [color=#5f354e]]
[ salem | crewmate of the typhoon | information and tags] | penned by lamby [color=#5f354e]]