the rose nebula, ten/rose, G
The lights of the city are reflected in her hazel eyes but there are also beads of moisture clinging to every strand of blonde hair, every mascara blackened eyelash, every inch of skin and skerrick of fabric covering her. As they catch the light from the stars she sparkles, his own personal constellation. 1341
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Cheers dear :)
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