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The Calling ( 8 ) : A beautiful melody drifts on the air from somewhere far away. The vocals are in a language you don't quite recognize, but feel somehow familiar to you. Something about the song calls to you, but no matter where you go, the song seems to sound the same distance away. The longer it goes on, the more emotional the song becomes--and the more emotional you become. Something about the song is possessive and consuming, like it's all you can think of. Something resonates in you as the song crescendos, and the feeling is at its strongest--be they good, bad, anything, but suddenly the song fades, and there's only an emptiness inside of you. The feeling of loss is strong, and can leave someone feeling emotionally numb. Someone out there was calling to you, and you couldn't find them.
The song was playing again, and this time, Winters was hurrying towards it, wanting to know where it was coming from, wanting to make sure she actually found the source this time, but when she felt another aura and slowed to a stop blinking at the person that belonged to the aura.
They were tall, but that wasn’t it. Their hair was what grabbed her attention…it was kind of sparkly, and a beautiful color…but then…there were horns. And a tail.
The sight of the other Senshi made all thoughts of the strange music absolutely fade into nothingness and Winters gaped, confused.
“You…have a tail. And horns? Are…uh. Those normal?” Or was it like…part of the whole magical gimmick? That…made sense. Not good sense but some sense. She could deal with that if it was the case.
“...I didn’t get a tail or anything when I became magical…”
Noir Songbird
