I have many gifts, I am not afraid to admit that, but I am also not afraid to admit where my gifts are lacking. And I am not able to coax life from seeds with my voice. So as the flowers begin to bloom and flourish, bringing rays of purple and pink and white to the previously barren ground. I turn, searching the trees around me for the culprit, wondering if I’m going to face kin or stranger, and catch sight of a flash of white in the trees. It is beautiful, of course, but not much use for blending in. Tarasha
They are neither pink nor pale;
And they will never be all mine; |
I call out ‘Stay Awhile!’
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Tattoo Artist
Age: 118 | Height: 4'6" | Race: Fae | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Greatwood Level: 1 - Strg: 13 - Dext: 12 - Endr: 12 - Luck: 8 - Int:
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