|Drawn by ιςαяυѕ αιℓσяσυѕ|
As she stretches her wings, having overslept and embraced by the afternoon sunshine, the Seraphim Aimee, gifted by the Sator with a divine talent awakens.
Glistening waterfalls pour from beneath her feet in the fountain she rests in, falling far below the heavens. She notices as they fall and seem to trickle away, the water separating again and again until it seems to disappear amongst the clear air and clouds. She smiles ever so slightly, watching over.
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