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... on of his hair.
Darius traced a finger over the petals woven into his hair.
Xion had done his hair so carelessly, so naturally, as if his actions were just everyday things.
How amusing. How foolish.
And yet, Darius found himself unwilling to touch his hair. They were decorated with flowers. Not just one, but many, and of various different colors as well, but blue was prominent.
"Blue suits your hair." That was what the yawning Xion told him before trotting ...
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