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Must you speak of me that way? I am your mother, Sargon. Have I not earned some decent respect?
Please, mother. Leave me be.
Oh, my Dora… she enchants me; I find myself thinking of her every time I walk beneath the moon, no matter how much sea separates us. I cannot leave her long, because every moment with her is golden… how could I leave a face like hers?
I hope to be her sunlight; to lay beneath the stars with her; to think of nothing else but how we are together — el Sol y la Luna.
Sparrow… I lack the words to describe him. He’s so wonderful. I often wonder how someone as dazzling as him found me, but when he whisks me away to dance and holds my hand as we walk, and when he looks at me with those soft eyes of his in the early morning… he makes me feel like I might just be worthy of it.
He is my sunny boy, and I hope that I can always be his luna…
Sparrow is quite the enigma, I admire their mysterious charm. Regardless of talents, he is something magical in his own right—and most definitely a Devorak.
Dear Magic! Ah, I have grown fond of them; my Cousin’s dazzling better half. They light up a room with their presence alone—I don’t need any mystical senses to feel that.
Nereus feels a certain fondness for Caspar, enjoying the idea of having someone to indulge in simple palace pleasures with. He isn’t immune to that waist or those eyes… and he is right delightful to tease—and even more delightful to kiss.
Mi rayo de sol~ I think of him fondly when we are apart, and look forward to when our paths cross; to kiss him, to sweep him away, to dance into the night… a beautiful dream, it feels.
My darling Beauty... Never would i have tought i'd meet someone as charming and mysterious as they. I cherish our moments together, of our dancing and singing, and i do miss that catchy little tune they've sang to me the first time we met... May out paths cross again my little Lark.