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theeveningstar) wrote in
dear_mun2014-11-05 10:52 pm
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Many seasons have I seen and yet I have never encountered a new world. Though my heart grieves to leave those I love behind, I admit to curiosity.
[The Elvish maiden stands proudly; her perfection like that of a statue. Wisdom and intrigue mingle in her blue eyes and her lips are curved into a soft smile.]
Speak of what I may encounter.
[The Elvish maiden stands proudly; her perfection like that of a statue. Wisdom and intrigue mingle in her blue eyes and her lips are curved into a soft smile.]
Speak of what I may encounter.
