Drowning in Her Darkness
I got enough unwanted attention as it was.
Even now, walking to the gym with Galden by my side, unmated warriors watched me. I knew what they saw now that I had seen myself in a mirror enough times to memorize my features. My skin was still just as pale as it was when I had escaped the little dark prison, my hair was a fluffy golden halo of curls on my head that fell across my forehead and around my ears, but my eyes were an odd shade of purple, Luna Davene called them amethyst, she said it was fitting since I was a gift from the Moon Goddess. My face is triangular, with high cheek bones, almond shaped eyes, heart shaped lips and dimples.
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