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Azhure Flutterwing
It's unlike the flow of the moon,
To show us it's past.
To show us it's past.
As the Author spoke Azhure quietly listened to the cries of blood lust from the watchers in the crowd. She didn't really have any interest in these events. Being a fairy and all, and one of such innocence. Then again no one really knew she was the fairy. At the moment she was only a girl with reddish brown hair with pointy ears. She shook her hair out a little and smiled as the combatants started towards each other. She supposed she should root for one or the other... Or the other. But she knew them not, and had no reason to pick a favorite just by looks. She smiled some and looked around for someone to talk to.
But it's so like the flow of the sun,
To make us Forget.
To make us Forget.
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