Labyrinth Ear - Wild Flowers
You're walking down a runway, flashing lights and glitter abound. It's like being in a commercial, but this is real. You strut/slide/glide/twirl as the crowd slowly pulls you closer and closer to the end. You can tell that everyone, of all genders, wants you now. You can tell that what you are doing is working. You're nearing the end, the lights, the flashes, the whispers all around are drawing into a complete 360 save the path of fire you left trailing you. You take one final twirl and shoot a pose but you keep walking. Stop. You step out of a carpeted hallway and into your living room.
You're walking down a runway, flashing lights and glitter abound. It's like being in a commercial, but this is real. You strut/slide/glide/twirl as the crowd slowly pulls you closer and closer to the end. You can tell that everyone, of all genders, wants you now. You can tell that what you are doing is working. You're nearing the end, the lights, the flashes, the whispers all around are drawing into a complete 360 save the path of fire you left trailing you. You take one final twirl and shoot a pose but you keep walking. Stop. You step out of a carpeted hallway and into your living room.
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