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[b][i][font=georgia]TO BE THE ONE YOU WERE DREAMING OF[/fancypost]
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[i]'Hm, let's see how long it takes them,'
the obsidian kitsune mused, while absently shuffling with several tarot cards that laid face-down on the ground at her paws. She had predicted that it wouldn't take too long, though she knew all too well that the future could be subjected to random changes at any given time. Therefore, she decided to remain relaxed and completely at ease for the time being, suppressing the anticipation that had begun to build within her chest earlier to keep it from influencing her thoughts, her mood, and her actions. Eventually, someone would come—she was quite certain of that. And so, there wasn't much for her to worry about at all, was there?
- super rushed because of hw
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[color=transparent] #toujounozomi DIALOGUE IN #B522FF