Dec 05 2015, 09:18 PM
The lioness focused her thoughts, tapping into her flood of magic as she began to hum a tune that came to her mind. It wasn't a song that she had sang before but it was one that spoke to her now. A whispering sound seemed to bounce off of the trees as Makyna weaved her way amongst the undergrowth.
Wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I... The whispered voice from her magic spoke while she sang right after.
"In you and I there's a new land... Angel's in flight..."
Wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I... Makyna began to search while she sang to herself. She found a few white flowers, the ones that seemed to emit a calming aroma, which she pushed into the bag she had thrown about her neck. "My sanctuary, my sanctuary, yeah... Where fears and lies melt away! Music will tie..." She moved along to another area with a magnolia tree and easily she began to scale it and stuff those white flowers into her pack as well, all the while still singing along.
wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I...
"What's left of me what's left of me now..."
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"Talking looks like this!"
"Singing looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...
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6/10
"Talking looks like this!"
"Singing looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...