28″Sitting under a tree, a woman is humming softly in the moonlight. Her pale skin looked like snow as she brushed out locks of silver hair. She wore a red silk kimono that seemed not of his time, like as though it had appeared from the 1700’s era. By all means she was beautiful, but she was also hiding something. Her eyes, a deep amber, looked upwards as the sound of a person approaching caught her attention. “Hello.” She stated softly.
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