blackjewels: (and the world was like heaven)

dress torn above your knees, like you've owned it for centuries.

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Created on 2011-12-21 22:02:53 (#1163087), last updated 2011-12-21 (299 weeks ago)

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Name:daughter of the blood

kaeleer's heart.
She was a scrawny little thing, about seven years old. Calling her plain would have been kind. But, even in the moonlight, she had the most extraordinary eyes. They reminded him of twilight sky or a deep mountain lake. Her clothes were of good quality, certainly better than a beggar child would wear. Her gold hair was done up in sausage curls that indicated care even if they looked ridiculous around her pointed little face...
from Daughter of the Blood

Jaenelle Angelline is not mine, she belongs to Anne Bishop. This is a fake journal used for roleplaying. The writer of this journal is over 18.

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