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she/they

"But I couldn't move. It was like I was in a trance, mind, body and soul. All being consumed by the writhing figure of glistening opal spread upon the bed. Raven silken hair sprawled out under her head in a dark fallen halo, complementing her complexion affectionately as the mesh blindfold obscured her eyes like a forbidden treasure."
  • JoinedJune 15, 2017