And that was all he managed to say before he felt soft wings around him. Raphael didn't know what it was with him and wings, but the sound of them... soft feathers ruffling like gentle wind chimes... filling his senses always comforted him. Against his weak presence it was like a hug for his soul, a gentle prick of what he'd lost, but at the same time something so beautiful that could bring his mind back home.
He gave a smile and sat on the edge of his bed, nudging his journal further beneath his pillow.
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Date: Thursday, 24 June 2010 03:42 (UTC)And that was all he managed to say before he felt soft wings around him. Raphael didn't know what it was with him and wings, but the sound of them... soft feathers ruffling like gentle wind chimes... filling his senses always comforted him. Against his weak presence it was like a hug for his soul, a gentle prick of what he'd lost, but at the same time something so beautiful that could bring his mind back home.
He gave a smile and sat on the edge of his bed, nudging his journal further beneath his pillow.