A wingless yet wealthy dragon. Or so the wisps led me to believe. I suppose once until the Ticketmaster grants me a vision with my dragon self, I cannot completely verify such a claim.

[ It is Jun's turn to glance at Friday silently for a moment before he places a hand on his shoulder ]

I think an angel of music would be awe-inspiring. But perhaps that's because I'm finding I have an inherent fondness for the divine.