DANCE IN THE PALE MOONLIGHT ✻ PRIVATE

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    marsyas was sprawled out beneath a tree, drinking his wine from his bottomless bota bag, and blowing a soft melody on his pan flute. he was gaining more and more control over his new body, and it was starting to get easier to move around on his ridiculous baby deer legs.




    the tan and white speckled child was quite at peace at the moment. the quiet music he was creating drifting softly on the wind with the sweet smell of crushed grapes and the softer scent of vanilla and mint.




    yes, life was good at the moment, although things would be better if he could be in his satyr body, but he was stuck in this awkward little faun body, but he could work with this. and he would.




    right now, it was time to relax.
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