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Oblivion

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Mimi. Heed the final symphony of death.

"Luna." Shoulders relaxing, she tilts her head. "You are made of flesh yet you're not human, what are you?"

She floats a bit higher so she doesn't have to look up at him, and stops glaring. Oh, she just didn't like being looked down at, she is rather short.

"..." Is she glaring at him?

She glances at his singular wing then her own, head tilt?

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ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ — odᥱs of hᥲrmoᥒყ — ᅠ

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You underestimate me. the woman that I was is not even close to the beast that i’ve turned into. may your gods help you.