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Hesitation had him only looking where his hand rested, focusing on what he felt, what he heard. Seitsuda’s wrist twitched as he dared to look at the woman’s face again. It wasn’t a brilliant silver gaze looking back, nor the ash-pink fluttering over them in the breeze. It wasn’t the scent of pine that greeted him either, but instead that gentle flower. No, the colors of dusk tinged in gold spilled with the wind, encroaching what would be a golden gaze…
Excerpt from an RP the other day, and I’m dying at the things happening lately that are just … really setting off Seitsuda with his past. (WHICH. YAY. I WANT TO SHARE) I plan on doing comics on my downtime now that things are in motion for rp story times! C8 Maybe he’ll share icly someday! It’ll be hard for him if it ever happens… but it would also mean what plagues him is something he’s finally coming to terms with.
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Nenia Reihnolh (WIP)
Seitsuda Hironiwa (WIP)
Eshima Hirabayashi