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        Ahead of him, Azalea looked up to the setting sun and the oncoming night of the full moon. She could feel her energy fill with renewed vigor… She blinked, feeling the change in the atmosphere with the shift of weather pattern changes. Ah, she had been hoping for a clear night sky, but it seemed that it was not to be. At least, not for long. The male behind her spoke in a voice that seemed rhetorical and she hummed in quiet response with the closing of her eyes, imagining her flight through the night with her hands behind her back, ❝It is always beautiful when you can see the stars at night, even with the full moon.❞ The angel felt more connected to the stars than she did the moon, and yet, her power was strongly linked with the moon’s phases.

↳ ❂ ↰  Ah yes, speaking aloud within earshot of other people always carried the potential of interesting conversation; after all, there was no point in small talk with a stranger. Kaeto didn’t see a point in small talk in general, of course, but most people cared about others enough to ask how their days were going. Oh well. He stopped beside her, watching her body language. Just the fact that she weighed in meant that the topic was important to her, but she appeared fully immersed in her imagination as well. “I’m usually inside by the time it gets dark, so afternoon moons are the most I see.” That wasn’t true, everything considered. She didn’t need to know about that.