A pale, elegant woman in black walked across the floor of the sorting room. Her heels clacked on the stone and the sound echoed off the walls. Feathery eyelashes framed wide, artificial eyes. The iris focused in and out like a camera lens as she took in her surroundings, mouth agape. She lowered her hood and stopped in the center of the room
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"That sounds pleasant...where is your clothing?" She asked more out of confusion than curiosity. This girl seemed so nice, too nice to be like the 'women' Mag knew. She had no idea why the girl would be walking around naked then, but it didn't seem quite appropriate for...for wherever it is she was.
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Since forgoing clothing was part of her religion, Amaranth's nudity was no longer an issue.
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