[Angel's cheeks, ones that were sunken and pale all those months ago, lit up, brightening past its normal, healthy flush and into embarrassed territory. She quickly turned away from the psycho, focusing on the ground ahead of them for the time being as they walked.]
So it is. [The woman was starting to wonder if sirens and eridians somehow shared biological traits with flowers. It would only make sense, considering the way she blossomed under a nice breeze and a kiss from the rays of the sun.]
I think I will miss the snow though. [The cold was just as nice as the warmth of the sun, and Ecruteak under blankets of snow was a beautiful sight to behold. The only thing she didn't like about it was how much more difficult it was to enjoy ice cream in the winter.]
[Not that she hadn't scarfed her beloved treats down even in the snow. No, she didn't have a problem.]
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So it is. [The woman was starting to wonder if sirens and eridians somehow shared biological traits with flowers. It would only make sense, considering the way she blossomed under a nice breeze and a kiss from the rays of the sun.]
I think I will miss the snow though. [The cold was just as nice as the warmth of the sun, and Ecruteak under blankets of snow was a beautiful sight to behold. The only thing she didn't like about it was how much more difficult it was to enjoy ice cream in the winter.]
[Not that she hadn't scarfed her beloved treats down even in the snow. No, she didn't have a problem.]