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Albion


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11-03-2014, 09:22 AM
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We all want something to hold in the night

We don't care if it hurts when we're holding too tight


A familiar voice broke in on Albion's train of thought. His head tilted, taking in the song and trying to pin down the soprano notes that were surprisingly familiar. Where had he heard... Oh! He rose to his feet and turned to the wind just as the song faded away. So Rhythm had found him once again. He mused on that fact, a small smile taking over his features and his previous self-deprecation falling to the wayside. He carried himself towards her at a steady, rolling pace, up and down over the turbulent landscape. He crested one final rise and there she was. Coat earthen, eyes bright. He smiled and dipped into a polite bow. "Rhythm! Do I need to be concerned, have you been stalking me?" He laughed a bit, bright eyes expressing his mirth. "It seems the most likely scenario, I can't seem to get away from you." He hoped his light tone would not be taken for anything other than jest. In truth he was rather pleased to see the young fae. She was anything but boring, even if she was simply stopping by to say hello as she worked along her way. It was a more than welcome break in the monotony.





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