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MooncrystalYoung feline was walking about the place really. Her coat of odd colors she was still trying to grow into shined under the soft rays of the moon. A dark gray for a base color, with almost white looking tabby stripes ate into the gray color. Stunning golden eyes looked down at her pitch black paws. A soft hum of words would string from her muzzle, almost sounding like a song.Mooncrystal
"Flying Bullets Hit the targets Wings and haloes Five to seven In these white robes Through the darkness Paragliding Back to Heaven..."
White colored jaws would depart from each other as she spoke. With
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Jack
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m3 myself no 1 else
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My flaws are better than your flaws
Any connection between your reality and mine is purely coincidental.
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My soul and spirit belong to the Wolf!
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In youth we learn; in age we understand. - Marie Ebner von Eschenbach
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