Snowymaximus
Legend
Rae Astrid approaches the box by nightfall, her voidless eyes curiously flirting its silver glean. She removes half a page from her black journal and writes a message:
"Please, I want to be, or look friendlier than I am, without changing what I am."
She hesisitates a moment as she finishes, not knowing what to expect other than makeup, or a dress. She shivers, pulling back her hair by her right ear, the paper softly clasped between her fingers. She holds her gaze towards the box a long moment, the veil of her eyes passing through her raven hair. She cuffs the message in her hand, curling it between her fingers, crumpling it slightly, before offering it with gentle and disconsolate exhale.
"Please, I want to be, or look friendlier than I am, without changing what I am."
She hesisitates a moment as she finishes, not knowing what to expect other than makeup, or a dress. She shivers, pulling back her hair by her right ear, the paper softly clasped between her fingers. She holds her gaze towards the box a long moment, the veil of her eyes passing through her raven hair. She cuffs the message in her hand, curling it between her fingers, crumpling it slightly, before offering it with gentle and disconsolate exhale.
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