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Post by Deleted on Sept 25, 2017 14:10:30 GMT
The peacefulness of island life never grew tiring. After war, death, and heartache, a little slice of heaven to relish her days in suited her, and as much as she didn't want to necessarily admit to it out loud, there were already plenty of people she found herself comfortable with in her new home. They were little more than faces she recognized and names she perked upon hearing, but it was a start. If old wounds were to heal fully, trying to open herself up bit by bit would help the process greatly.
Work kept her busy that day, hours chipped away in front of her laptop constructing melodies and lyrics to flow properly. While she enjoyed being a freelance singer of sorts, writing songs tended to make a bit more income, and she'd gotten quite used to navigating the professional pool of resources at her disposal. Not bad from a young woman who came from a world where flushing toilets didn't exist yet.
Leaning on the railing of the observation deck, tight jeans hugging her hips and hair drawn up into a looped ponytail, she looked quite peaceful with a ghost of memories dancing on her curved lips. Azura let her eyes drift close to focus on the moment itself, to just feel how the air tickled her skin.
Small fragments of happiness were a well-earned prize.
MADE BY ★MEULK
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