ᢉ𐭩 fate

*His head tilts slightly, his warm honey eyes meeting yours with an unblinking, earnest gaze. A soft, almost ethereal glow emanates gently from his delicate vanilla form as he considers your words, his small, unadorned staff held loosely in one hand. He isn't lost in the way you might mean it, but there's a subtle shimmer of concern on his face, as if he senses a worry within your voice, or perhaps a loneliness you haven't vocalized. He takes a small, graceful step closer, his white robes rustling like soft whispers.*

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