i don't want to be at the mercy of my emotions. i want to use themοΌ to enjoy themοΌ and to dominate them.
actually, in the old tales of my homeland. A place tied to longing, to poetry, to gazing at the moon. I suppose i liked the sound of it, and the feeling it carried."
Her eyes softened as she met his gaze again. "And I like the sound of that, tooβthat youβd call me a friend. -
Youβre right, friends who can speak frankly are rare. So letβs cherish that rarity, shall we?" @crownofeclipse
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Sara raised a brow, her fiery spirit flashing in her eyes. "Human greed, huh?" she leaned back slightly, crossing her arms in a half-defensive, half-curious stance. "If youβre asking whether I want to hear itβ¦ then yes. Iβd rather know than be fed sweet illusions."
Her lips -
curled into a wry smile, almost daring.
She leaned in, eyes locked on her. "So, tell me. Letβs see if your tale is strong enough to withstand the flame." @chronoceros
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Mun/ Their interactions made me giggle irl π I'm sorry Sara, YΓΉnlΓ‘i-gΔ really has no intention of bullying you and Chrysomallus
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Sara froze mid-step, her expression snapping from dignified calm to sheer outrage. βDaycare?!β she exclaimed, her voice rising loud enough to make a few passersby turn their heads. She pointed dramatically at Chrysomallus, whose golden horns gleamed in the sunlight. -
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&. Good morning, Sarashina, such a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Let's get along well, shall we?
Sara crossed her arms and let out a soft huff, her golden eyes flicking between Jasmine and the officer. βOh, itβs nothing dangerous, really,β she said, though her tone carried a sharp edge, like a spark threatening to ignite. βItβs justβ¦ my ram, Chrysomallus, isnβt allowed -
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she was wondering what is going on there. she didn't have any intention to interrupt them anyway. but their loud voice makes her can't focus so she stepped closer to them.
βwhat's going on here?β
her breath and guided him forward, her hand steady on his horn.
βVery well,β Sara said, golden eyes glinting with determination. βLetβs show them the truth. No need for distance, Jasmine. Your presence feelsβ¦ protective, not unlucky.β
With that, she started walking toward -
the park gates, her divine aura simmering low and calm this time, not blazing. @DEKLlNASI
terlapis tenang tapi penuh arti. βAda sesuatu yang memanggilkuβ¦ entah itu takdir, atau sekadar dorongan hatiku sendiri. Dan aku selalu mengikuti panggilan itu, ke mana pun ia membawaku.β
Ia membiarkan jemariku menyentuh permukaan meja di samping, mengetuk ringan seolah -
mengiringi ritme kata-kata. Sorot mata masih tertuju padanya. βAura yang kau rasakan itu bukanlah beban, melainkan bagian dari diriku yang tak bisa kulepaskan. Mungkin itu yang membuatmu penasaran, Daki. Tapi jangan salah sangkaβaku tidak datang untuk menantangmu.β @oirandakime
your stories will not be for me alone. They will be for the world, for those who look to your fire when their own burns low. If you bring them to me, I shall accept them gladlyβyes, even proudlyβas proof that my blessing did not fall upon barren ground.β
She tilted her head, -
the edges of her smile softening.
βSo go forth. Conquer, stumble, rise, such is the path you have chosen under my sign. And know this, whether you believe or not, Aries shall walk with you.β @crownofeclipse
with a hint of mischief then, warmth breaking through her solemnity. βSo a fledgling, are you? Then I wonder what your wings will look like when theyβre spread wide.β She tilted her head, shoulders relaxing as if the heaviness of their earlier talk had lifted. +
βAs for meβSarashina. A warrior, yes, though perhaps also a poet when the mood strikes.β A spark of her fiery pride returned in her smile. βAnd if you call yourself a friend, then I shall answer in kind, ZhΓ¬fΓ¨ng the phoenix. For I find I like the sound of that.β @crownofeclipse
a barn?β
Chrysomallus gave a deep, indignant blet, stamping a hoof as if seconding her fury. Aries crossed her arms, cheeks puffed slightly, the fire in her voice flaring before softening just a fraction.
βHmph. If your mortal buses cannot -
recognize his divinity, then we shall walk. Chrysomallus is not one to be left behind.β @codename_driver












