Raphael likes this birthday, peace and quiet; something he doesn't get too often. The silence calms him, ridding all noises--though, he isn't fully alone. The voices of the gods are fighting, causing immence pain. His attempts to shut out the noise fail. The log he sits on He's crazy--insane--that's all he'll ever be. Mental.
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Achelle watches her own feet crunch on the snow, barely there. Fresh and crisp, yet angel soft. She overhears music How odd? playing near. Thinking she's going insane, she paces quickly to the nearing noise. She hesistates as she finds people.
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Raphael opens his tightly shut eyes to hear music playing. Confused, he looks around, seeing more people, "Err, hi, nice music." Achelle stares at the boy, rolling her eyes at his confusion.