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┄ ⋆ ּ ۫ ִ 𓆩𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗜𝗢𝗨𝗦 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘𓆪 ִ ۫ ּ ⋆ ┄
𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 musical notes heave softly as the pianist lets her finger dance gracefully on the piano keys. mortais fill up the whole ballroom, swaying and chattering with wide grins on their face. It is one of those 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 nights, nights where all the greek good and goodesses seem to be on their side. Stars sparkles and covers the ether with gleaming complexion. Whiffs of softness and allure from the freshly-picked florettesrolls in, filling ones’ hearts with 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲.
𝐓𝐡𝐞 ballroom door opens for the thousandth time that night. This time, everyone seems dazed, eyes fixating on the stounding figure who just entered the room. Striking weather greets the audience, sending shivers along their spine as her presence dominates the venue. A 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 dress covers her figure, pressing on her jaw-dropping body. The white velour drapes elegantly as she sauntered, making her way towards the center of the 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐝𓂃⋆ ꙳
𝓐 name resonates in everyone’s mind as her red stilettos click against the tiles. 𝐌𝐨𝐳𝐳𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡, daughter of the empyrean. A dazzling smile forms on her face as spectrums of beauty and refinement shines from her very being. That 𝓝ight, once again, her everlasting glamour melts everyone and leaves an eternal imprint in their 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥 *⋅✲
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┄ ⋆ ּ ۫ ִ 𓆩𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗜𝗢𝗨𝗦 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘𓆪 ִ ۫ ּ ⋆ ┄
𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 musical notes heave softly as the pianist lets her finger dance gracefully on the piano keys. mortais fill up the whole ballroom, swaying and chattering with wide grins on their face. It is one of those 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 nights, nights where all the greek good and goodesses seem to be on their side. Stars sparkles and covers the ether with gleaming complexion. Whiffs of softness and allure from the freshly-picked florettesrolls in, filling ones’ hearts with 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲.
𝐓𝐡𝐞 ballroom door opens for the thousandth time that night. This time, everyone seems dazed, eyes fixating on the stounding figure who just entered the room. Striking weather greets the audience, sending shivers along their spine as her presence dominates the venue. A 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 dress covers her figure, pressing on her jaw-dropping body. The white velour drapes elegantly as she sauntered, making her way towards the center of the 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐝𓂃⋆ ꙳
𝓐 name resonates in everyone’s mind as her red stilettos click against the tiles. 𝐌𝐨𝐳𝐳𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡, daughter of the empyrean. A dazzling smile forms on her face as spectrums of beauty and refinement shines from her very being. That 𝓝ight, once again, her everlasting glamour melts everyone and leaves an eternal imprint in their 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥 *⋅✲
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