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lily from what i’ve tasted of desire
i hold with those who favor fire Lily continues to walk forward, fully intending to join the stranger (unrecognizable from behind, but she’s sure to remember one of the women from the Masquerade as soon as she sees her face). She doesn’t really notice the way the Luxere seem to prefer her because she’s moving towards That wanton through the flowering thorn. It minds me o’ departed joys Departed never to return…” By this time, she’s drawing up near the figure and when she looks over, her mouth drops open a little bit and all of a sudden a flush flares up in her porcelain skin. Rather than saying anything, she just offers a little awkward one-handed wave before breaking into a laughing grin and turning away for a moment. She is, of course, laughing at herself and her own silly little shyness. “Hi…” she says as she turns back. “I’m Lily.” |
Idkkkk what this is, IM SORRY
