Ever since he'd woken from the months' long sleep, things had been different, odd, around the hotel. The people he knew had either vastly changed or were simply... gone. It caused a strong sense of disconnection, and he let out a deep, irritated breath, his fingers smoothing down the two dark wings at his hips absently, feathers a bit ruffled
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As she was walking, Zelda felt a strange presence, though strange seemed the wrong word. Whomever she was approaching had an air of darkness about them, but something was off, but what, she could not place.
There was someone ahead of her, with long silver hair and wearing similar robes to her own but hers was a set of deep violets and blues. "Are you here for the festival?"
[ooc: have an actual Princess of Light. All kinks are fine save for no toilet play or maiming. Tags will be slow during the week.]
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Becoming a little restless at simply standing still, Zelda felt like for a promenade. "Would you care to walk with me? We can avoid the festival if you'd like."
There gardens near the festival, but they were far enough that the only sounds audible would be the muffled murmurs of people talking and the dull glow of lamps as they were released into the air.
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