When the morning comes she's gone, but you can still feel the warmth of her touch for days after. She healed you, held you, kept you safe. Even now, years later, when you walk in the dawn light you swear you can see her dancing, just out of reach, wings folded against the curve of her back.

(a mix about recovery and magic) (tracklist: http://kiradax.tumblr.com/post/128801020456 )

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