Paquilette Barin▂▂ ▂▂▂▂ ▂▂▂▂▂▂ ▂ ▂▂▂▂▂▂ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ DaughterxxofxxFirexxandxxIcexx
| Wizard Saint // Fourth Chair | Ice Make + Fire Magic + Darkness Magic + Lightning Magic + Sword Magic |
◔ "It's raining bricks all over this glass metropolis,
and I'll watch it all come crashing down
and pretend that it won't make a sound.
In today's day an age, Paquilette would have her nose shoved into any sort of book she could get her hands on. The scotish woman took a strong liking to romance in any sorts- and even relished in a mroe suggestive book every once in awhile. Though,
she would never admit that to anyone that she was most certainly a closet pervert-- maybe it was her background that had made her like that? She oculd never find her fascination explained for how she found women so beautiful and appealing, even more so than men half of the time. This little thought made her chuckle.
However, this particular book she had been reading this time around had been from a woman she knew many year ago. One who she had met when she was in a exchange with a man she would miss for the rest of her life. It spoke of her struggles and even her meeting with Paquilette. It brought sorrow filled tears to the saint's eyes as she read over the struggles and hardships. It was heart breaking and she wished she could go back in time to help the poor woman out. Fight the demons she fought along side her. The scotish woman brought her legs up to her chest as she sat awkwardly in a chair. Tears began to trickle down her cheeks as it struck a very personal feeling. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ◕ I could've saved them all, but I'd rather watch every tower fall.
Is something wrong with my state of mind?
Why don't I wanna' stop what's happening before my eyes?" Magic used Used:
Broadsword: In use or Not In use
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