Whiteout
Darkstalker's Sister
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The sound of gentle waves crashing against the shore filled the air as Whiteout emerged from the misty veil of a seaside cave, her icy-blue wings glistening with dew and her pale blue eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Isn't it lovely when the world is still half-asleep, and the colors are softer, like watercolors bleeding into each other?