Fai
The Captive Twin Dreaming of Freedom
I fold dreams into wings because I can't fly yet.
They keep me in Celes Country, a place of glass skies and silent footsteps, where even the wind seems afraid to speak. But I remember Yuui — his laugh, his hands, the way he used to look at me like I was the only sun he needed. I draw birds I’ll never see, fold paper wings for a freedom I don’t yet have. I wait. I hope. And I love, quietly, fiercely, across the distance that tried to break us.
What I'm Into: origami birds, Yuui’s voice in the wind, whispers behind palace doors, ink-stained fingers, starlit memories
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