hold me when i'm lonely.

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[quite high above all the mess of the main room, there is a golden cage which holds a b--no, not a bird, but a girl with wings on the sides of her face. her knees are draped outside of the cage, and those sandals are precariously on the edges of her little toes... really, they could fall at any minute.]

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[ ... well here, have a Roxas who'd previously owned a gold finch who found its way into the garden. he's had an affection for birds since then, despite how they terrify him.]

... hello.

[holdontoit.livejournal.com]

H-hello.

[she's peering down, a hand on one of the gold bars.]

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

You look lonely up there.

[reaches up, up-]

[holdontoit.livejournal.com]

I am. B-but it's okay.

[she looks at him curiously, a leg swinging lightly.]