❆ █  ▌▌𝕄𝕪 𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕤 (𝒹𝑒𝑒𝓅) ࿐ᐤ  
         【𝑀𝐸𝑀𝐸𝒮】⇢  ᶰᵒᵗ ᵃᶜᶜᵉᵖᵗᶤᶰᵍ

█▐ ❆ ࿐ᐤ  THIS INSTANCE WAS NO EXCEPTION  to the  ❛ usual ❜  sensations one cannot help but succumb to with contact. The Ice-Mage’s drooped oculars swiveled to the sudden presence at the knob of his shoulder, and the countenance of the Sky Dragon-Slayer’s that unveiled sheer placidity was scrutinized. That warmth which radiated from her was COMFORTING beyond comprehension; his accustomed wintry sensation which consistently coursed throughout the entirety of his being, began gingerly altering to a THERMAL tenderness. He merely remained speechless && motionless, whilst attentively examining the oddly  t r a n q u i l  composure the girl had.

                 ❝                You have been strong, Wendy.  ❞

    Gray declared earnestly, and his thumb comes to tuck a renegade blue locks behind the girl’s ear as she is enraptured by the inevitable slumber – her unperturbed features still foster a SERENE smile. A convection of solicitude stirred within the burrow of his chest at the sight, drawing closer to the surface && realigning his own frigid countenance. 

                  ❝    More so than others. It’s a kind of
                        strength that even  I  do not have.   ❞

    A strength that deserves respect. A strength that fortified by the young girl’s authentic kindness && humility. With her BONY shoulders, she braced the weight of the guild. 

Gray continued to behold her with an endearing gaze. 

                  Wendy is optimism, she is  I N N O C E N C E; 
                  a lingering tact of chaste that hasn’t yet been MARRED or blemished.* 

She is cherubic, she is stubbornness, she is maturity and candor; and all in all          

                         ( She is the very SOUL of Fairy Tail. )

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         ❝ … You can rest now. ❞