..Hmh. This was.. odd, to say the least. I was thinking much about a man I had only known a little, yet gotten to know rather well in this time. Cillian was an interesting person, about my age. He was a kurre, like some of the sky clan were. I found him endlessly fascinating. The way his wings moved in little ways, depending on what he was feeling. The tilt of his head, the reed of his wings, his dexterity while in combat. I always noticed the little things and prided myself on that, but this was ridiculous. Borderline stupid and obsessed. What was /wrong/ with me? He was an interesting man, but he was just a man. Why was I so much more intrigued by him than any other sole person? Why? What had my attention so fully captivated? The answers I wanted alluded me. But.. perhaps I should keep looking into it, just in case.

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