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     There was the soft tick-tock, that of a clock, that made the stillness of sound that clung to the swaying shapes of the dancing figures with an ominous, ebony shade illuminating the white of their eyes as they locked gazes softly for a moment, and with a following, sweet laugh they shared.    Sollux was clumsy, awkwardly shifting with Aradia, despite the fact that he struggled to keep up with the ever-changing pace of their motion- it couldn't quite be called peaceful, but, rather, joyful as they felt bonded and loving wound in each other's arms. Aradia's lanky boyfriend gave a wry grin, a blush fading into the blackness enveloping thei

    If he held her hand tighter, would she never leave him? If he clung to her waist as he did with clammy, klutzy hands would they spin under the rays of cheery, brilliant light like the reflection of a dazzling pearl as its flames of turquoise and rosy pinks licked at their dancing and swaying bodies. Bodies that were hugged together tight until their chests touched, and their murmurs were sweetly next to one anothers ears to whisper gentle praises and promises as they had shared over years together.    White wonderland enveloped them, as well as the Spring air that blew in a delicate breeze of lilacs and lavender with its soft chill, and

Country/City/State Information- Name: Madeira Island (Madeira) Age: 594 Capital City (if country): N/A Biggest City: Funchal Boss (Mayor/President): Alberto Joao Jardim Flag (Coat of Arms): Two blue stripes with a yellow stripe center, and a red and yellow cross in the center. Biggest Ethnic Group: Portuguese, though British and German tourists also visit the area. Language(s) spoken: Portuguese and English. Population: 267, 785 Religion: Tolerant To All, but mostly Catholic. Government: Run by a president, but is owned by Portugal. Climate: Sub-tropical. Economy: Rich, and healthy economy. Extra: Madeira is a very artsy and beautiful island

    If he held her hand tighter, would she never leave him? If he clung to her waist as he did with clammy, klutzy hands would they spin under the rays of cheery, brilliant light like the reflection of a dazzling pearl as its flames of turquoise and rosy pinks licked at their dancing and swaying bodies. Bodies that were hugged together tight until their chests touched, and their murmurs were sweetly next to one anothers ears to whisper gentle praises and promises as they had shared over years together.    White wonderland enveloped them, as well as the Spring air that blew in a delicate breeze of lilacs and lavender with its soft chill, and

    Sometimes she wondered; Lilly wondered why, of all the things in that world she had been blessed with- her hair that billowed back like waves of amber wheat in the former style of unruly braids or transformed into gorgeous, straight locks that hung back from her body like an ocean that gleamed with its salty water, or even her home that was a cottage built out of brotherly share with rough hands and the care of a brave, perserverant soul, but why had she been blessed with someone so kind a brother as him?    It was pure luck, sheer trepidation from the spur of the moment, she was certain, but it kept the poor dear up at night. Being a m

     Faint plops of icy drops, stifling the fear oozing about in thick currents swirling about a crimson figure pooling down below the the gallery in a silent drift. Eyes were sunken in, the creature exploring the quiet tides in a cloud of pulsing bubbles rising around a curved tail to flail away from dear Ib, flowing downward from her world and into another so vividly designed that her head could not wrap around its mere beauty soaring like a sky of fluffy clouds and glimmering dew drops.     Long halls and lucid calls of the paintings galore singing outward their hearts, therefore beckoning to their guest whether in good or bad greeting w