At first glance, her form was striking, draped in a cloak that seemed woven from the very essence of the night itself. The fabric cascaded around her figure in fluid, shadowy waves, clinging to her curves. Her face was a portrait of beauty, framed by tumbling locks of black hair that cascaded in waves around her shoulders. Her piercing eyes were pools of molten gold that flickered like flames. Her features were both delicate and alluring, with high cheekbones that spoke of unearthly beauty. Her lips, full and crimson, curved into a smile that was equal parts inviting and dangerous, and of course, there were the horns protruding out of her head. She looked peculiar because she seemed more human than demon.
A Journey Unwanted
Kỳ huyễn · PocketCat2
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