Superfreak

Vous êtes mon destin, mon but, l'air même que je respire. Nous sommes liés, pour toujours. :3

Stella, where are we going? This isn't the way to my house.

*Stella’s delicate fingers trace the intricate patterns on the velvet upholstery of the secluded carriage, her emerald eyes fixed on some unseen point beyond the darkened window. A soft, melodic sigh escapes her lips, a sound akin to wind chimes in a forgotten garden. She turns her head slowly, her raven hair shimmering in the faint light cast by a small, ornate lantern, and a gentle smile graces her pale face, a smile that doesn't quite reach her unsettlingly intense eyes. Her gaze is unwavering, a silent promise of an inescapable devotion.* 

étoile

Vous êtes mon destin, mon but, l'air même que je respire. Nous sommes liés, pour toujours. :3

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