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Light fractured, shattering and shimmering in Violet.
Her anquished eyes were mesmerising, wide and wet, with a nebula of colours in a shimmering aray of speck. Fathomless amethyst irises with a shimmering gold halo about the pupil; Seated in a sea of perfect marble, alabasta skin, marred only by the soft trail from trickling tears.

Only recently made, the Vampire princess was dressed for her namesday, the day should inherite the rights to the kingdom. Her father the king was bored and ready to pass on to his daughter. Her Midnight purple dress, the rich velvet torn, stained and singed.

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