Above it all, everything slows to a stop, the racing of your heart can no longer be felt as the true meaning of serenity slowly sinks to the depth of your soul... The wind slowly lifts your senses away as the filtered moonlight spills down your shimmering scales. As you the feeling rushes past you as a cold front on the heel of the wind, you know you have found a moment lost in time.

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Shesta Natsuyuki Impetus weaver messenger Tier.
Please note if you are referencing this pic to do art of her, she is missing her spirit bells on her ears. Originally the image was facing the other direction, and she had no bells on that ear |D