Spring has since let loose a flurry of white balls that almost exactly resemble the glowing spirits of newly vanquished enemies. These light-weight particles float around in whichever direction they choose, catching sunlight at peculiar angles to make the world seem momentarily inhabited by fairies. If you wish to take the magic out of this occurrence then I will tell you that, up close, these airborne mysteries are surprisingly similar to the down feathers of adolescent ducklings. Light, fluffy and no longer attached to a city full of water residing avian creatures, it is actually sensibly possible that these things are merely the result of hundreds of baby birds transforming into full-fledged adults.
Of course, I admit that this thought is just as equally absurd as my two prior speculations, and so I feel it rather necessary to reinforce my sanity by saying that it may also be the seeds of prolific plants. Yes, seeds so marvelous that they spread their species across Italy in a way that leaves quixotic girls seeing fairies and imagining an entire riverbed populated with naked ducks. Oh, Spring, there are few things more lovely.
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I didn't know you played Final Fantasy.
Self proclaimed addict at that :/
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