Her beauty radiates.
She erected the minds of all beings that she wandered pass.
Skirt: Motel Rocks - (via the closet of Le Happy)
Yankees Jersey: Second Hand
Shoes: Carlos Santanta
She wasn't normal. She wasn't of this world.
Although wandering in her human form, there was a clear distinction of her unique features.
Her skeletal structure was not composed as simple as a being of this world.
She was built on the juxtaposition of shapes... shapes that radiated the mystical scent of roses.
Rayonnant tracery supplanted the usual infrastructure of the human skeleton.
Her eyes were dark and her lip pigment ran deep.
She did not radiate light, but she did not exude a dark persona.
She contained a luminous darkness.
Yet, she was such a small creature. So frail and delicate.
But she possessed something that couldn't be capped by height.
Something strong.
Something great.
She possessed character.
Ozel
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