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musetime[Vera remembers very little of his childhood. He doesn't remember his surname or the traditions that come with it. Nor does he recall much of the land itself. He does remember a warm smile and a soft, gentle voice much like his own that sang to him. Vera knew that he was happy at that time until he left with his father. Left is saying nicely, but he was young and didn't know better but to go with his father in the dead of night. He was much too young to understand that he was being kidnapped to a foreign land by his own flesh and blood.
It wasn't even bad for awhile. His father was nice to him and he grew up happy. It wasn't until he was of enough age that things changed so drastically.
His father sold him without much remorse. Vera was something of a rare sight after all. Half Miqo'te and half Xaela made his appearance surprisingly appealing. Exotic and easy on the eyes with a gorgeous singing voice to boot.
It's been long enough that he doesn't recall what it's like to be his own person. He's been handed from person to person when they grow tired of his attitude. What use is a song bird if they refused to sing most of the time?
Why his current predicament had him blindfolded and bound. He was being sold off again. It almost seemed like a game amongst the more wealthy to see if they could get him to sing proper. It was mostly tiring and he wondered what his next owner will be like and how long they'll bother with him.]
It wasn't even bad for awhile. His father was nice to him and he grew up happy. It wasn't until he was of enough age that things changed so drastically.
His father sold him without much remorse. Vera was something of a rare sight after all. Half Miqo'te and half Xaela made his appearance surprisingly appealing. Exotic and easy on the eyes with a gorgeous singing voice to boot.
It's been long enough that he doesn't recall what it's like to be his own person. He's been handed from person to person when they grow tired of his attitude. What use is a song bird if they refused to sing most of the time?
Why his current predicament had him blindfolded and bound. He was being sold off again. It almost seemed like a game amongst the more wealthy to see if they could get him to sing proper. It was mostly tiring and he wondered what his next owner will be like and how long they'll bother with him.]
