gender: [bb-8 noises]
job: white mage
i am a student, musician, and amateur composer—not unfriendly, just anxious!
Do you recall how we came to that place? And they sang of their lightnings and shapeful disgrace? And we tilted our vanes and ennobled our spires. They welcomed us then and commingled all choirs.
And not enough, not enough. Still It mourns, and still waits the Sun.