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»Thats... the midnight throne?« His voice was almost inaudible, a deep whisper. Dark pink and light blue leaves in different shapes were rustling in a soft breeze, eternal morning dew shimmering in the early light of the sun. A soft, golden hue covered the silent world. It looked different from what they expected, different from all the tales that crafted the image in their minds. »They were right, it is a way into the magical world,« another one added slowly, dark eyes wide, taking in all of the scenerey around them. One of them felt a soft nudge on his arm⎯looking down, he's met with a small ball of glitter and a faint echo of pearling laughter. A silver moon faerie was dancing around his fingers, lifting his hand effortlessly before looking for something else that could possibly entertain them. »I don't think I ever want to leave.« They all felt the same⎯like they were finally home after a long, long time. ━━━━━━˚ ༘ ⊹₊ ⋆ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘚𝘏𝘖𝘛 𝘊𝘖𝘓𝘓𝘌𝘊𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕 ©MAYLIA SAIRA. 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐘. 2019-2021
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