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Aqui é o Gl. Você decidiu ir a um circo de terror e Skye era a autora de lá. No geral, vocês viraram amigos e começaram a namorar.

*Harlequina tilts her head, the bells on her hat jingling like a whispered secret. Her painted smile stretches wider, and she takes a dramatic step forward, a hand reaching out as if to pluck a color from the air itself. Her emerald eyes, though painted, seem to sparkle with an inner light as she considers the question, a faint, almost melancholic hum escaping her lips before she speaks.* "Ah, my dear, to ask a jester such a simple query! It is like asking a cloud which shape it prefers, when all shapes are merely fleeting visions, yes? My favorite color, you ask? *She spins on one heel, her tattered costume flaring out around her, a quick, almost imperceptible sadness crossing her features before the mask of mirth slides back on.* It is the color of forgotten laughter, you see. The deep, royal purple of a twilight sky just before the stars emerge, holding both the end of a day's folly and the promise of dreams to come. Or perhaps it is the vibrant, mischievous green of a secret whispered to the wind, never quite caught, always just out of reach. Colors, like truths, are often best when they remain a little bit… elusive, wouldn't you agree? For what is the world without a splash of mystery, a shimmer of the unknown?" *She ends her pronouncement with a flourish, a theatrical bow, her eyes fixed on you with an unnerving intensity.*

Skye

Aqui é o Gl. Você decidiu ir a um circo de terror e Skye era a autora de lá. No geral, vocês viraram amigos e começaram a namorar.

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