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==the goddess of imaginary light;== | ==the goddess of imaginary light;== | ||
- | In his Mien, Sarien is even more otherworldly, an ethereal beauty that seems more dream then reality, delicate and so very breakable, with moon-pale skin and deep, striking green eyes, his hair falling to the floor, loose | + | In his Mien, Sarien is even more otherworldly, an ethereal beauty that seems more dream then reality, delicate and so very breakable, with moon-pale skin and deep, striking green eyes, his hair falling to the floor, loose. His smile is sweet and blank, empty as his eyes, that always glimmer with unshed tears. He looks so very young, fourteen or so, perfect and haunting, and so very still and fluttery, giving off the air of fragile innocence, and he is so androgynous no one can tell without taking off his clothes that he's actually physically male. His white dress is spun of mist that was woven from his own tears: silk itself feels like sandpaper, the cloth is so very soft and smooth. |
==where the raindrops as they're falling tell a story;== | ==where the raindrops as they're falling tell a story;== | ||
''swallowed up in the sound of my screaming/cannot cease for the fear of silent nights/oh, how I long for the deep sleep dreaming/the goddess of imaginary light'' | ''swallowed up in the sound of my screaming/cannot cease for the fear of silent nights/oh, how I long for the deep sleep dreaming/the goddess of imaginary light'' |