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crescenthana:

 

image       ”At least it’s pretty…” Crystal flurries fell all around them, coating the ground in a thin sheet of white. The chilly precipitation was another rarity in Besaid— not ever seen, in fact. She would enjoy it while she could, even if it did mean teeth-chattering cold. “The snowflakes, I mean. They’re… like little flowers, made of ice!”

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       ❝ that’s an interesting comparison. you’re right though – they look sorta like some of the flowers that grow around here during the summer, ❞ & a chuckle trails along at the heels of her response, a puff of visible breath parting from smiling lips before gaze distances itself from the horizons, instead coming to settle along the form of such welcomed company. ❝ i’m kairi by the way. you’re yuna, right ? sora’s told me so much about you. ❞

HW