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Originally posted by Avatar: *the old beggar in the corner looks up from his dark hood. All that can be seen are two watery sad eyes full of words... suddenly the old worn leather cloak falls to the ground as he stands up to reveal Avvy. Avvy still glimmers in the reflected sunlight dressed in his emerald elven chainmail armour. But for some reason the colour started changing... the golden platelets turned into platinum and the emerald chains into bright ultramarine crystals. Avy walks over as if floatingly towards ʆë®Ñï†Ý and whispers the words they both long have ached for.... yet the whisper was lost in the wind... anyone else only heard a gentle unrecongisable soothing sound. But ʆë®Ñï†Ý heard it in her heart because she knows....

occ: *gglz* oh sweetie, you're always so dramatic!

ic: ~leans into Avvy~ *gazes into his eyes and whispers those words back* ~azure wings unfold and toes curl~