Nadia: 4

It was hard to tell if she looked at you for approval or to make you aware of her presence. She had a frizz of black hair that dripped drops of water from the now non-present rain; her hair now a waterfall. She had translucent fair skin, and her hands spoke what her eyes and mouth wouldn’t say.  That look however, the one that was either for approval or awareness I wasn’t sure; she looked as though she needed you to look back at her but she also looked as if she knew you’d have to look at her. This fair maiden with nightfall curls was breathtaking in sunlight, but that look, brought a whole new meaning to her might.


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