"I remember going to a museum with my mother and Percy, when I was ten, and the history, the science... It was baffling. Amazing. I'd always have a love for science, but this single trip overwhelmed me in the best way." Her cheeks, dappled in the soft freckles, held a hue of rose, a bit embarrassed by the outburst. Her voice had risen with excitement, just barely out of the reach of a normal person's speaking tone. But as always, just out of reach.
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metanoia (jazzlyn nightingale compilation)
Randoma compilation of all of the little things that make of jazzlyn emory nightingale, from the futuristic twilight roleplay!
