"How boring that would be. I aspire to be wicked."
Beautiful was too cheap a word. She was an image. A revelation. Fragile. Invincible. An orchid. A silver antenna. She was electricity. She was a fairy, she was a firefly, a silkworm, an imp, a demon, a goddess. A black-eyed, black-haired girl from another planet, from the sphere just above their heads.
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ART, COSTUMES, FILMS, & FICTION. But also cripples, bastards, and broken things.