Voodoo Queens of New Orleans
She chose me to guide.
Marie Laveau chose me.
Accounts of her physical appearance varied often; there weren't any actual photos of Marie, for she didn't like to be photographed. But besides the vampires that had lived (or were already undead) during her time, I was the only living person to see what she looked like, and she was nearly spot on to what I had imagined her to look like—light brown skin, practically beige in tone, and these large eyes that were all-knowing; they possessed infinite amount of wisdom. Her face was oblong, her lips big and nearly heart-shaped. Her brows were arched, making her expression serious and intimidating when she was focusing. She had a full figure, close to
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