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¤ - Welcome to my lovely little profile. I guess this is where I tell all you lovely people about wonderful little me! I go by Kittie online, but you can call me Kitts, Kitta, Kit, or maybe Riss if you really want; I'll perk up and listen to whatever it is you have to say! As long as it isn't, y'know, stupid!
¤ - I'm old... university-age-old. And looking into the biomedical field for my future. So if you want to gush like crazy about science to me, I'll totally listen. I'm totally nerdy like that! <3
¤ - I very occasionally will take avvie art requests. You can hit up lilkittie on dA to get an idea of the finished product. It won't be cheap though. PM me an offer if you're feeling lucky. A cool wind sends the tall grass shivering, waving over the hilly terrain. A single tree stands in the field, it's branches bare and lifeless.
A young girl, seeming no older than eighteen, is poised before the dead plant, looking up at its peak with concerned amber eyes. Her lavender hair flows cleanly in the breeze, waving in time with the grass. In her hand is an open black tome, it's words faded on yellowing paper.
The girl takes a shallow breath, smiling up at the tree as her lips begin to form smooth, foreign words. Slowly, buds force their way from the trees branches, growing into larger pink petals. The wind picks up, blowing the petals from their perch and leaving green leaves in their place.
You rub your eyes slightly, staring at the mage. The girl turns, matching your smile with one of her own. '
Life is Beautiful, ne?'
In the blink of an eye, the girl is gone.
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