THE ONLY THOUGHT THAT THE SILENCE TRIGGERS
The Star had grown tired of being alone, everything around here was dry and dead. Dawnshire was a ghost town despite Queen Esmaes desire to try and liven things. It could be done, she just needed to find a mate. He knew full well he was too new to try and throw his hat in the ring, nor did he crave the power that came with that sort of thing. He was fine with flying the skies as he pleased, looking for anyone and anything to keep him company.
His bright eyes laid on a polar opposite of himself, a pretty white moth down below. She was alone as well it looked, and his interests had peaked. What was her name again? He had seen her at the prior meeting. Pretty little thing she was, but she always seemed so sad. He dipped down, coming in to land just near her. As he trotted towards her, a friendly smile curled on his lips. "Hey there! I don’t think we’ve properly met, I’m Star." He spoke confidently and in hopes to make a new relationship. She was captivating the closer he looked at her. Even with the sadness in her eyes. "You’re Nadia, right? What are you doing out here? I haven’t seen anyone really around as of late, it’s been . . . Well kind of lonely."
Walk, "Talk", Think.
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OH, I KNOW I MADE A FOOL OF US ALL
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