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"Moonridge's Unlikely Heroes and the Ancient Spell" This is the summary of your work so far: In the city of Moonridge, known for its harmony between Illumist and Oscurist mages, Elara and Alistair discover an ancient spell threatening to plunge the city into darkness. Forced to collaborate due to the spell's danger, they create a counter-spell that unites their factions, leading to cooperation and harmony. Atop the highest tower in Moonridge, Elara and Alistair marvel at their once-divided city, knowing they've changed history. Now, they face challenges together, protecting Moonridge against darkness while strengthening their newfound friendship. In Moonridge's marketplace, Elara and Alistair exchange information about the ancient spell that could plunge the city into darkness. They plan to meet at the library after the market closes in hopes of finding more information to break the spell and save their city.

In the quiet village of Moonridge, nestled between two great mountains, lived two rival groups of mages - the Illumis and the Oscurists. For centuries, they had been at odds, their magical powers fueling the flames of conflict and distrust. The Illumis wielded light magic, while the Oscurists mastered darkness. It was said that a powerful spell lay hidden in the heart of Moonridge, waiting to be found by one of these factions. One day, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the village in twilight, a young mage named Elara from the Illumis discovered an ancient scroll hidden in her family's attic. The scroll revealed the location of the fabled spell. Her heart pounding with anticipation and fear, she knew that using this spell could tip the balance of power in the ongoing struggle between her people and the Oscurists. As Elara approached the cave where the spell was said to reside, she found herself face-to-face with the leader of the Oscurists, a powerful mage named Alistair. "What are you doing here, Illumi?" he hissed, his voice echoing through the dark cavern. Elara swallowed hard before answering, "I... I've found something, Alistair. A spell that could change everything." Alistair narrowed his eyes, curiosity piqued. "And what makes you think it won't just tip the balance in your favor?" "It might," Elara admitted, her voice wavering. "But I believe there's a way to use this spell without causing destruction. We could end the war between our people." As they ventured deeper into the cave, Elara and Alistair unlocked the ancient spell. Together, they realized its immense power - the ability to heal or destroy, depending on the wielder's intent. With newfound understanding and respect for each other, they crafted a counter-spell that nullified the ancient spell's destructive potential without causing harm. In a selfless act, Elara and Alistair sacrificed themselves to create this counter-spell, their combined magical energies lighting up the darkest corners of Moonridge. Their actions brought about a new era of cooperation between the rival factions, and the village thrived in peace and harmony, forever grateful to the two mages who changed the course of history with love and understanding. In Moonridge, an ancient spell hidden in plain sight brought two rival groups of mages together for the first time in centuries. The Illumis and the Oscurists had long fought for control over the magical city, but the discovery of this powerful artifact changed everything. The moment Elara found the location of the spell, she knew its potential. As a young mage from the Illumis, her abilities were still developing, but she understood the significance of their find. She sought out Alistair, the leader of the Oscurists, to unlock the spell's full power together. "You have my word, Elara," Alistair said, his voice filled with determination. "We will work together to harness this power for the good of Moonridge." Together, they crafted a counter-spell that nullified the destructive potential of the ancient spell. But as they prepared to cast it, they knew the cost would be great. "Are you sure about this, Alistair?" Elara asked, her voice trembling with fear. "We're risking everything." Alistair nodded solemnly. "I've seen the destruction magic can cause. This is our chance to bring peace to Moonridge." With a final look of understanding, Elara and Alistair cast their spells. In that moment, their sacrifices brought about an era of cooperation between the rival factions. And in the years that followed, their selflessness paved the way for lasting peace and harmony in Moonridge. In the heart of Moonridge, an ancient spell lay hidden for centuries, its power unknown even to the inhabitants themselves. This mysterious force had long been the subject of whispers and legends among the townsfolk. Little did they know that it was about to bring together two rival groups of mages - the Illumis and the Oscurists - who had been at odds for as long as anyone could remember. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over Moonridge as Elara, a young Illumis mage, stumbled upon the ancient spell's location. She knew that she had to inform Alistair, the leader of the Oscurists, in order to unlock the power of the spell and prevent it from causing destruction. As she approached him, the tension between them was palpable. "You found it, didn't you?" Alistair growled, his eyes narrowing as they met Elara's. "I knew it wouldn't take long for one of your kind to stumble upon it." "Yes," Elara replied, her voice steady and resolute despite the animosity that radiated from him. "But we have a chance to change everything. If we work together, we can craft a counter-spell that nullifies its destructive potential." Alistair's gaze lingered on Elara for a moment before he finally nodded. "Very well. Let's see if we can put aside our differences long enough to save this town." Together, they set to work, their minds focusing on the task at hand. As the hours passed, it became clear that they were making progress. The air crackled with energy as the counter-spell took shape between them. However, they soon realized that in order to complete their creation, they would have to make a terrible sacrifice. With heavy hearts, Elara and Alistair merged their magical energies into the counter-spell, sealing their fates. As the last echoes of their combined power dissipated, they knew that they had created something truly extraordinary: an era of cooperation between the rival factions that would bring peace and harmony to Moonridge for generations to come. Elara gazed upon the ancient manuscript in her hands, feeling the weight of responsibility. "Alastair," she whispered under her breath, "we must work together." She knew that their union was the only way to save Moonridge from the devastation the spell could unleash. As she stepped out into the bustling streets of Moonridge, Elara's heart raced with anticipation and trepidation. Locating Alastair wasn't difficult; his imposing presence and aura of power were palpable. "Alistair," she called out, her voice barely audible above the cacophony of voices around them. He turned to face her, his eyes narrowing as he recognized the familiar features of the young Illumis mage. "Elara," he growled, "what brings you here?" "We have a common enemy, Alistair," Elara replied, taking a deep breath and meeting his gaze head-on. "The ancient spell threatens our home, and only by working together can we save Moonridge." Alistair studied her for a moment, his expression softening slightly. "Very well, Elara," he said at last, extending a hand to her. "Let's end this threat once and for all." Together, they wove their magic into the fabric of the ancient spell, creating a counter-spell that nullified its destructive potential. But as the spell took effect, they felt a sudden, inexplicable drain on their life force. They had sacrificed themselves to save Moonridge, and with their last breaths, the Illumis and Oscurists pledged their newfound unity and cooperation for the benefit of all who called Moonridge home. In Moonridge, an ancient spell discovered by Elara, a young Illumis mage, threatened to destroy the city. She knew she needed help, and the only one who could provide it was Alistair, leader of the rival Oscurists group. As they met for the first time, their eyes locked in a tense stare-down. "You don't look like you're ready to collaborate," Elara said, trying to break the ice. Alistair scoffed. "Why should we? Your kind has always tried to control ours." Elara took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. "This isn't about control. It's about survival. The spell could destroy us all if we don't work together." Alistair hesitated, then sighed. "Very well. Let's do it." They retreated to their respective groups and began working on the counter-spell. As the days passed, they shared ideas and techniques, learning from each other despite their differences. The bond between Elara and Alistair grew stronger, and soon they were working side by side, almost as friends. Finally, after countless late nights and exhausting days, they completed the counter-spell. As the sun set on Moonridge, Elara and Alistair stood together in the city square, ready to unleash their creation upon the ancient spell. The moment of truth had come. Their hearts pounded as the counter-spell took effect, and the destructive energy began to dissipate. As the last remnants of the curse vanished, Elara and Alistair looked into each other's eyes, knowing that they had saved their city. The people of Moonridge cheered in celebration, their once-divided factions now united. From that day forward, the Illumis and Oscurists worked hand in hand to protect Moonridge, a testament to the power of collaboration and friendship. And although the ancient spell was gone, the bond between Elara and Alistair remained, a symbol of hope for all who called Moonridge home. As Elara paced around her laboratory, she could feel the tension in the air. The ancient spell had already begun to take hold of Moonridge, causing chaos and destruction throughout the city. She knew that only a collaboration between the Illumis and Oscurists factions could save their home. With determination etched across her face, she decided to seek out Alistair, the leader of the rival group. Elara knocked on the door of the Oscurists' headquarters, heart racing as she waited for a response. When the door creaked open, she was met with an icy stare from Alistair. "What do you want?" he asked gruffly. "I need your help," Elara replied, her voice steady despite her nerves. "An ancient spell has been discovered in Moonridge, and it threatens to destroy our city unless we work together to create a counter-spell." She paused, watching as Alistair's expression softened slightly. "We must put our differences aside for the sake of our people." Alistair looked at her for a moment before nodding. "Very well, Elara. We will help you. But know that this may be the beginning of a new era in Moonridge." Together, they set to work, combining their knowledge and resources to create a powerful counter-spell. As the destructive effects of the ancient spell continued to wreak havoc on the city, the Illumis and Oscurists factions worked side by side, their once fierce rivalry melting away in the face of a common enemy. And as the final words of the counter-spell were spoken, Moonridge was saved from destruction. The people rejoiced, celebrating the unity that had been forged between the two factions, and an era of cooperation and harmony began in their city. As Elara, a young Illumis mage, stood in the heart of Moonridge, she felt the ancient spell's energy surging through the air. The city was on the brink of destruction, and time was running out. In desperation, she sought collaboration with Alistair, leader of the rival Oscurists group. Together, they combined their knowledge to create a counter-spell that nullified the destructive potential of the ancient spell. As the city trembled beneath their efforts, Elara and Alistair found themselves bound by a common goal – saving Moonridge from annihilation. With the spell neutralized, the once warring Illumis and Oscurists factions now stood side by side. United by their shared experience, they formed an alliance to ensure the city's safety. As the sun set over Moonridge, casting a golden glow upon its streets, the two leaders exchanged words of gratitude for the other's help. Elara: "Alistair, I never thought we would be working together like this." Alistair: "Neither did I, Elara. But sometimes, even rivals must put aside their differences for a greater cause." Elara: "Our city is saved, but the bond between our factions is just beginning. Let us work together to make Moonridge stronger than ever before." Alistair: "I agree, Elara. Together, we can build a future filled with harmony and prosperity for all who call Moonridge home." As their conversation ended, the once-divided factions of Moonridge began working in unison, building a brighter future for their city and its people. In Moonridge, an ancient spell discovered by Elara, a young Illumis mage, threatens to destroy the city. Seeking collaboration with Alistair, leader of the rival Oscurists group, they create a counter-spell to nullify the destructive potential of the ancient spell. This act unites the Illumis and Oscurists factions in Moonridge, leading to an era of cooperation and harmony. The two leaders exchanged words of gratitude for their help in saving the city, vowing to work together to make Moonridge stronger than ever before. The sun had just begun to dip below the horizon when Elara and Alistair met at the edge of the city. Their eyes met, filled with determination and hope. The weight of the situation was heavy on their shoulders, but they knew that together, they could save Moonridge. "Elara," Alistair began, his voice a quiet whisper carried away by the wind, "I never thought we would find ourselves on the same side of a battle." "Neither did I, Alistair," Elara replied softly. "But this ancient spell is more powerful than either of our factions alone can handle. We must put aside our differences and work together to protect Moonridge." Their hands met in a brief, firm grip, sealing their pact. The air was thick with tension as they turned back towards the city, ready to face the impending danger. With every step, the bond between them grew stronger, forging an alliance that would last long beyond the threat of the ancient spell. In the heart of Moonridge, the citizens gathered in the town square, their faces etched with fear and uncertainty. As Elara and Alistair stepped forward to address the crowd, a murmur rippled through the gathering. The two leaders stood tall, their voices carrying clearly across the square. "Citizens of Moonridge," Elara began, "we stand before you today as allies, united in our quest to save this city from the ancient spell that threatens to destroy us." Alistair continued, "We have created a counter-spell, one powerful enough to nullify the destructive force of the ancient spell. Together, we will protect Moonridge and ensure its survival." As their words washed over the crowd, hope began to replace fear. The people of Moonridge knew that together, the Illumis and Oscurists factions could face any threat, even one as ancient and powerful as the spell that had been discovered. And so, with newfound unity and determination, they set forth to protect their city, knowing that their alliance would ensure its safety for generations to come. Elara paced nervously, the weight of Moonridge's fate on her shoulders. She knew she had to find help, and fast. Turning to Alistair, leader of the Oscurists, she hesitantly approached him with an idea. "Alistair," she began, "I know we have our differences, but this ancient spell threatens us all. We must work together." Alistair raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Elara's proposition. "You truly believe that the Illumis and Oscurists can unite?" he asked. Elara nodded determinedly. "For the sake of Moonridge, we must," she replied. The two factions began working side by side, their combined efforts revealing a pattern in the ancient spell's incantation. With time running out, they crafted a counter-spell and released it just as the spell threatened to engulf the city. The wave of magic collided with the ancient force, dissipating it and leaving Moonridge safe once more. As the dust settled, Elara and Alistair stood together, gazes locked. "Thank you," they said in unison, their voices filled with sincerity. The leaders of Moonridge's factions had saved their city, and with newfound respect for one another, vowed to work together for a brighter future. ``` Elara paced nervously in her office, the ancient spell's ominous warning echoing in her mind. She knew she had to act quickly, but she also understood that the only way to save Moonridge was through collaboration with the rival Oscurists group led by Alistair. As she gathered her thoughts, she decided it was time to make the first move. She approached Alistair at the annual Moonridge Summit and proposed a joint effort to create a counter-spell that would negate the effects of the ancient spell. To her surprise, Alistair agreed without hesitation. "We must put aside our differences for the greater good," he said with conviction. "Moonridge is in peril, and together we are stronger." As they worked side by side, Elara and Alistair discovered common ground and shared a newfound respect for one another's abilities. The Illumis and Oscurists factions began to mingle, exchanging ideas and techniques that would aid in the creation of the counter-spell. In the end, they successfully combined their talents and knowledge to develop a spell powerful enough to dispel the ancient threat. With the city saved, Elara and Alistair stood together before the citizens of Moonridge. "We have proven that unity is our greatest strength," Elara declared, her voice echoing throughout the gathering. "From this day forward, we shall work together to make Moonridge stronger and more prosperous than ever before." Alistair nodded in agreement, and the crowd erupted in applause as a new era of cooperation began. The ancient spell was no match for the power of unity, and the city of Moonridge stood strong once again. Through collaboration, Elara and Alistair had not only saved their city but also forged a bond that would forever change the course of history in Moonridge. As they stood atop the highest tower in Moonridge, Elara and Alistair marveled at the breathtaking view of their once-divided city. "This unity is a miracle," Elara whispered, her eyes glinting with determination. Alistair nodded solemnly, his gaze fixed on the horizon. "Our ancestors never thought we'd see such a day," he murmured, his voice echoing in the cool wind. Elara smiled and turned to face him. "Together, we are unstoppable." Alistair chuckled, the sound joining the symphony of distant laughter coming from the bustling streets below. "Indeed, Lady Elara, indeed." In that moment, they knew they had changed history. The Illumis and Oscurists factions, once bitter enemies, now stood side by side, ready to face any challenge together. And as the sun set on Moonridge, casting a warm embrace over the city, Elara and Alistair knew they had fought for something far greater than themselves—they had fought for a future where the people of Moonridge could live in harmony, united against the darkness that threatened to consume them all. In Moonridge, an ancient spell discovered by Elara threatens to destroy the city, prompting her to seek collaboration with Alistair, leader of the rival Oscurists group. Together, they create a counter-spell and unite the Illumis and Oscurists factions, leading to an era of cooperation and harmony. As they stand atop the highest tower in Moonridge, Elara and Alistair marvel at the breathtaking view of their once-divided city. They know they have changed history and now face challenges together. The people of Moonridge live in harmony, united against the darkness that threatened to consume them all. As night fell upon Moonridge, a gentle breeze whispered through the cobblestone streets, carrying with it the scent of blooming flowers. Elara and Alistair sat side by side on the tower's edge, gazing down at the city below. "I never imagined we would stand together like this," Alistair said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Neither did I," Elara replied, her eyes locked on the city's sparkling lights. "But it had to be done. Our people needed us." Suddenly, a gust of wind blew their cloaks about, sending them into a playful dance. They shared a laughter-filled moment, breaking the tension that still lingered between them. "To think, just a few weeks ago we were enemies," Alistair mused. "Now, we're allies." Elara nodded, her eyes filled with determination. "We must continue to work together, for our people's sake. We cannot let the shadows return." A soft chuckle escaped Alistair as he leaned back, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. "Together, we are stronger than any darkness that may come our way." And with that, they vowed to protect Moonridge and its people, their newfound friendship forged in the crucible of unity. Elara paced nervously in her room, the ancient spell's ominous glow visible through the window. She knew she couldn't face the threat alone; it was time to seek help from the rival Oscurists group. Gathering her courage, she approached Alistair, their leader. "Alistair," Elara began hesitantly, "I know we've been enemies for centuries, but I need your help." "What do you want, Illuminator?" Alistair responded coolly, his voice filled with suspicion. "There's an ancient spell discovered in Moonridge that threatens to destroy our city," Elara explained, her voice trembling. "If we don't work together, we won't stand a chance against it." Alistair considered her words, realizing the gravity of the situation. "Very well," he replied reluctantly, "we shall create a counter-spell to protect our city." Together, Elara and Alistair worked tirelessly, combining their magical knowledge. As they progressed, their animosity faded, replaced by mutual respect and understanding. Finally, they cast the counter-spell, causing the spell's glow to wane and Moonridge to be saved. The Illumis and Oscurists factions joined forces, protecting their city against darkness and fostering cooperation and harmony between them. As they stood atop the highest tower in Moonridge, Elara and Alistair gazed upon their once-divided city, knowing they had changed history. Now, side by side, they faced new challenges while strengthening their friendship. This is the summary of your work so far: In Moonridge, an ancient spell discovered by Elara threatens to destroy the city, prompting her collaboration with Alistair, leader of the rival Oscurists group. They create a counter-spell and unite Illumis and Oscurists factions, leading to cooperation and harmony. As they stand atop the highest tower in Moonridge, Elara and Alistair marvel at their once-divided city, knowing they've changed history. Now, they face challenges together, protecting Moonridge against darkness while strengthening their newfound friendship. In Moonridge, an ancient spell discovered by Elara threatens to destroy the city, prompting her collaboration with Alistair, leader of the rival Oscurists group. They create a counter-spell and unite Illumis and Oscurists factions, leading to cooperation and harmony. As they stand atop the highest tower in Moonridge, Elara and Alistair marvel at their once-divided city, knowing they've changed history. Now, they face challenges together, protecting Moonridge against darkness while strengthening their newfound friendship. In the bustling city of Moonridge, Elara, a skilled Illumist mage, discovers an ancient spell that threatens to consume the entire city in darkness. As time runs out, she is forced to seek help from the rival Oscurists faction, led by the cunning and resourceful Alistair. In the heart of Moonridge, Elara stood in her Illumist tower, a beacon of light amidst the darkening city. As shadows crept over the streets and buildings, she knew something was amiss. The ancient spell she'd discovered threatened to plunge Moonridge into eternal darkness. Desperate for help, Elara sought out the rival Oscurist faction led by Alistair. She approached him cautiously, unsure of his reaction. "Alastair, we must work together. Our city is in danger," she pleaded, her voice wavering with fear and determination. Alistair, surprised yet intrigued by Elara's proposal, agreed to collaborate. "Very well, Elara. Let us combine our powers to create a counter-spell and save Moonridge." Together, they began crafting the spell, their once hostile energies melding into something new and powerful. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting Moonridge in twilight, Elara and Alistair unleashed their joint spell. The darkness recoiled, replaced by the warm glow of light. The city was saved, and so were their factions. Standing side by side on the highest tower, they looked out over a transformed Moonridge. "We've changed history," Elara whispered, her heart swelling with pride. Alistair nodded, his voice filled with hope. "Yes, we have. Together, we can protect our city against darkness and strengthen this newfound friendship." In the end, they stood victorious, ready to face challenges as one, knowing that their united front was unstoppable. In the heart of Moonridge, a city known for its harmony between Illumist and Oscurist mages, whispers of an ancient spell's resurfacing sent shivers down the spines of its inhabitants. The spell threatened to plunge the city into perpetual darkness, a fate that would have been unimaginable in this land of balance. Elara, an Illumist mage, was determined to prevent the looming doom from turning Moonridge into a cold, dark shell of its former self. As she delved deeper into the spell's origins, she discovered it had been crafted by a rogue Oscurist seeking power. Realizing that she couldn't break the curse alone, Elara sought the aid of Alistair, an Oscurist mage, and together they embarked on a quest to unravel the spell's secrets. During their investigation, the two mages found themselves at odds with each other, but as they delved deeper into the mystery, they began to understand that their rivalry was a product of misinformation and manipulation by the rogue Oscurist. United by their shared goal, Elara and Alistair forged an unlikely alliance, pooling their knowledge and resources. Together, they managed to create a counter-spell that would not only dispel the ancient curse but also heal the rift between the Illumist and Oscurist factions. The city's mages, seeing the power of unity, began working together in harmony, fostering a new era of cooperation. Atop the highest tower in Moonridge, Elara and Alistair gazed upon their once-divided city, now bathed in the warm glow of friendship and teamwork. They knew they had changed history, but more importantly, they had learned that even the darkest spells could be overcome by unity and understanding. The challenges ahead would still test them, but with their newfound bond, they were ready to face them side by side. As the sun began to set, casting an ethereal glow over Moonridge, Elara and Alistair found themselves atop the city's highest tower. The air was thick with anticipation as they prepared to cast their combined spell. "Are you ready, Alistair?" Elara asked, her voice steady but betraying a hint of nervousness. "I'm as ready as I'll ever be," Alistair replied, his voice strong and determined. Together, they began to chant the ancient words, their voices weaving together like the threads of a tapestry. As the last word left their lips, a brilliant light erupted from their outstretched hands, enveloping the city in a dazzling glow. The darkness that had been creeping in retreated, and the people of Moonridge sighed with relief. As they stood basking in the afterglow of their victory, Elara turned to Alistair. "This... This is just the beginning, isn't it?" Alistair nodded solemnly. "Yes, Elara. We have shown that even the most powerful darkness can be overcome when we work together. There will be more challenges ahead, but we will face them side by side." In that moment, they vowed to protect Moonridge against any threat, no matter how dark or formidable. With their friendship as a beacon of hope, Elara and Alistair knew they could overcome anything together. In Moonridge's bustling marketplace, Elara and Alistair found themselves standing side by side, exchanging knowing glances as they sold their magical wares. The scent of freshly baked pastries filled the air, blending with the whispers of ancient spells. "Have you heard anything about that old spell?" Elara asked, her eyes darting around to make sure no one was listening. "The one that's supposed to plunge our city into darkness?" Alistair shook his head, a frown creasing his brow. "I've heard whispers, but nothing concrete," he replied, lowering his voice. "We need to find out more." Elara nodded, her expression serious. She knew that the only way to stop the spell was to work together, despite their factions. "Let's meet at the library after the market closes," Alistair suggested. "There might be some information there we can use." Elara agreed, and they continued selling their wares, all the while discussing possible ways to break the ancient spell. As the sun dipped below the horizon, the marketplace transformed into a hive of activity as merchants began packing up their stalls. Elara and Alistair slipped away from the crowd, heading towards the grand library that housed Moonridge's secrets.

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          ❛ can’t say it’s PLEASANT ----- but i’m surprised to see you here , mukuro-chan ~ to what do i owe the sudden appearance ?  ❜

#01. UNIVERSE MAKER. worlds gain shape in your hands. ic #illumist #welcome to to khr community bub ! #and thanks for liking the starter call !

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Sana Obruent - Dyatlov (2017)

CD and cassette released on Blackjack Illumist Records. A truly haunting, at turns dense and sparse, slice of dark ambient / drone thoroughly soaked in frigid ambience and foreboding washes of static. A concept album based on an infamous mysterious disappearance in Siberia that still holds a grip on the imaginations of many today.

From the artist's description of this album on Bandcamp (linked at the top):

The Dyatlov Pass incident is the mysterious deaths of nine ski hikers in the northern Ural Mountains on February 2, 1959. The experienced trekking group, who were all from the Ural Polytechnical Institute, had established a camp on the slopes of Kholat Syakhl when disaster struck.

During the night something made them tear their way out of their tents from the inside and flee the campsite inadequately dressed in heavy snowfall and sub-zero temperatures...

To this day their deaths are still a mystery.

#dyatlov #dyatlov pass #sana obruent #dark ambient #siberia #ice #snow #death #russia #mysterious #cd #cassette #mine #ambient music #drone music #noise music

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   ❛   ano... rokudo-san ?   ❜   her voice, hesitant and borderline wary, raises in volume for it to reach him. it’s hard to know what someone like him was thinking, and maybe it’s best for her to not figure out.   ❛   i don’t know if you’ve been told before, but i think your eyes are pretty.   ❜ // @illumist

#illumist #this is hiyori trying to make clear she doesn't want to get on his bad side ever : // #kajkdKC Starter One for sarah down #ily !! ! !!

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how do you put a notification box not on the left but on the right because if its on the left it hits my banner

replace all the "left" in the first code to "right" :) 

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