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Mira chuckled slightly. "It's okay, I honestly should have been more polite when introducing myself. To be fair, It wasn't entirely your fault, Irene. Flame-boy over here was being brash, but he'll cool down soon." Mira sympathized with Irene and patted her lightly on the shoulder. "Anyways...
Mira rolled her eyes. "Both of you need to chill. Don't fight if violence isn't needed, an you'll probably hurt yourselves rather than each other." Mira cleared her throat. "My name is Mira, and Ichor is correct, I am the Wind Spirit." She smiled in attempt to be friendly. "What exactly are we...
Mira saw a group of people huddled in the rain. Mira was slightly suspicious, but decided to talk to them either way. Maybe they got the letter as well, or maybe this was just a prank played by some dumb kids. Mira thought, and approached the figures in the rain. "I received a message telling me...
Mira sat inside her house, watching the rain fall. It was quiet afternoon at her home, Mira's only company being her shy little arachnid. Mira was distracted, a golden letter lying on her table was enrapturing her. It had been delivered that morning, and Mira hadn't touched it since. Nobody...
Then don't. I'm a cisgender female but do I live up to the female stereotype of wearing heavy make-up all the time? Hell no! No one has to live under stereotypes, even if they feel like they do. Live your life they way you want to, no matter who you are. (Sorry if this sounded rude, that wasn't...
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