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Anyone that spent time around Leiella knew that she had a habit for sketching the things around her -- namely people.  Figure drawing was always something that she practiced -- a learned trait from her years in college when it was her weakest skill.

This meant that her sketch books were full of random doodles -- doodles that she had been looking at, noticing a difference in Adam.  Not just a bad day compared to a happy day.  No -- actual differences.  Lei pulled up her photos from the past few months, seeing if she could find the same variances in them, and she did.  She would have brushed it off as her mind running wild on little sleep, but Adam had moments where he acted completely unlike himself for a few seconds to minutes.

Lei back up the photos and her sketches into her bag, leaving her apartment for Adam’s.  She hadn’t planned to see him today, but this was going to bother her until she spoke to him about it.  Lei knocked on the door to Adam’s place.  “It’s Lei.  I’m sorry for the surprise visit.”

“The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is to love, and be loved in return.” ~ Moulin Rouge

He didn’t want to grow close to her for fear that he would bring danger upon her with the secret that he held.  She had her own darkness which she kept tucked neatly away, behind paint, photographs, baking, and happy smiles.  Both of them found a strange peace together, coming to an understanding of the other; and when his secret came to light, she did the one thing he never thought she would do.  She stayed by his side.

Lei and Adam Aesthetic

“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”  ~ Pablo Neruda

He was an unknown.  Someone that she could never truly see, but she knew him.  She knew the differences between him and the other.  He was darker, but that was not a bad thing.  Not in her eyes.  She took the time to learn what made him unique, special, his own person.  Those were things she grew to love about him; his darkness melding into part of her own, where she kept it safe.

Lei and Sage Aesthetic

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lmao I just couldn't help thinking this, but lISTEN... Adam pays and Sage takes advantage of that XD

she doesn’t need a mirror - she can feel the circles around her eyes, digging deeper, like trenches in the mud. she’s tired. she’s been tired for the past six months, and no amount of sleep is gonna fix that. (not that she’s getting much of it, either; she closes her eyes, and then she sees it: the thick of the woods, like a living thing, calling out her name). she’s been on edge for a while now, her blood more caffeine than oxygen. so the moment her office door is opened, she’s already pissed. “— i thought i told hughes to not let anyone in”. a sigh follows, her hand rubbing the very tired side of her face. one glance shot at the journalist. “i have no news anyway”. 

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This beautful cream puff named Owly has been someone that I’ve known for awhile now.  She shares my adoration for all things Wonderland, and I have completely fallen in love with her OCs.  I love the unique quirks that she’s built into them.  Drew’s synthesia, which brings such a beautiful take on his musical nature, to Adam/Sage’s duality while battling for and against their own humanity.  That’s before you even get to her Wonderland blog.  

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