� even angels fall -- <i>Joining</i>

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heavenly tones fade, attention occupied by the two acrimonious dragons. a subtle trace of amusement glitters in the fiery depths of crimson and black swirled hazes as she surveys the initial beginnings of a battle to win her heart. raven canvas reflects blue and silver shafts of light, projecting the illusion of stars dancing on a dark blue sky. the haunted enigma danced away from both of the gargoyles, her feathered pitch black wings fluttering slightly in uncertainty. but it was just a fa�ade. on the outside, she appeared to be a delicate butterfly, a damsel in distress that was in dire need of a knight in shining armor. but inside, there was a contrast more stark than that between night and day. in reality, she was more likely to fly into a rage than a temperamental stallion and more handy in battle than many studs twice her size. but she watched in silence, the soft glaze of innocence in her eyes obscuring the secret thoughts that encircled the wiccan's mind. let the bloodshed comence.

take the legend for its fall

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