~*The chestnut dove slowly approaches the small youth. She makes her presence evident, making sure to produce enough noise to make herself noticeable. Upon arrival, her swift poles bring her framework to a hault in front of the small femme. She dips her head gently in a gesture of respect, and lets a small nicker escape her ashen nares. Her delicate thorns swivel in the youth's direction, onyx forelock covering her mocha optics. She smiles, and speaks quietly to the small one*~

Hello there, I'm Satin Kiss. What are you called?
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I linger in the doorway
of alarm clock screaming
monsters calling my name
let me stay
where the wind will whisper to me
where the raindrops
as they're falling tell a story

in my field of paper flowers
and candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
and watch my purple sky fly over me

don't say I'm out of touch
with this rampant chaos- your reality
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
the nightmare I built my own world to escape

in my field of paper flowers
and candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
and watch my purple sky fly over me

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
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Called: Satin Kiss
Sewn: Mistress
Years: 5
Lineage: Arabian
Colour: Chestnut
Mate: None
Progeny: None
Side: Light