#gwen and juno have the most unhinged dynamic ever

[days-light]

wing, scales, fire? :3

Wing: share a snippet that you daydreamed about before writing it (or a snippet that you were really looking forward to writing.)

The song is dark and commanding, like Belladonna is in control of the entire room. I can almost see the glimmers of magic seeping between the keys of the piano. 

It feels as if she's channeling her entire life force into this one piece of music, and if she performs like this every night it’s incredible that she’s even still alive.

Scales: share a snippet that describes something. (can be a person, a place, a feeling, etc.)

Her fingers tap anxiously at the glass. I take it and place it gently on the table when it starts to tremble in her hands. “You look horrible.” She definitely does, with old, dirty clothes and dark circles carved under her eyes, but it’s less of an observation and more of a hint to push her to notice how badly she’s been neglecting herself. “And you’re at the peak of beauty yourself,” Gwen hisses. “What do you want?”

Fire: share a snippet with some dialogue you’d like to show off.

“I trust Roko about as far as I can throw them, which at the moment is most likely less than a foot,” Gwen replies, running her fingers through her hair in a useless attempt to tame it. “And you need to have some faith in Luscin.”