[fancypost bgcolor=#dbdbdb borderwidth=0px; width: 340pt;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing: 1pt; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7.5pt; text-align:center; margin-top:-10px; text-transform:uppercase; color: #303030; width: 330pt;]we're never coming back down, yeah[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing: -2.5pt; font-family: georgia; font-size: 23px; text-align:center; margin-top:-10px; text-transform:uppercase; color: #303030; width: 330pt; margin-left: -7pt;]we're looking down on the clouds[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=#f1f1f1 borderwidth=0px; width:300pt; font-family: arial; font-size:10px; text-align:justify; color:#000000; opacity:0.8; border-top:1px solid #3b3b3b; border-bottom:1px solid #3b3b3b; padding:2px 2px 2px 2px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; width: 80px; height: 80px; padding: 10px; float: left; margin-right: 8px; margin-top: 3px; background-image: url(http://i1172.photobucket.com/a…ads/image_zps3984d847.jpg);][/fancypost]angelpaw - or pit, as most knew him as - sat not far off from beartooth. he had his head low to the groound, his ivory wings unfurled in all their magnificence. the six-moon old spoke quietly to the still air around him, paused for a moment, as if he were listening for a response that would never come. and then he laughed and seemingly added a reply. to anyone wstching, the tom would appear crazy; anyone with tne sight would be able to hear the spirit of the goddess palutena, responding to him.
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