I'm a daydreamer, but my head isn't trapped in the clouds. I am the clouds, the wide breadth of the pale blue morning, the bright passionate song of the sunset, the comforting and abysmal black of midnight. I am the rolling emotions of the clouds, my eyes twinkle with starlight, and my hair drips endless sky and raindrops. When I speak, it is a gentle breeze. When I cry, it is the lawless thunderstorm in the stark summer afternoon. When I laugh, it is the brilliant soft pinks of the sunrise. 

I am Sky. 

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☆ INFP-T, through and through
☆ Arsces/Arsci, depending on the day
☆ I don't know much else