aerdeu
Sea Serpent
I believe that lovers should be chained together
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Post by aerdeu on Apr 8, 2006 21:15:55 GMT -5
Often, people had asked Paige if she had had plastic surgery on her ear. This she normally would take as an insult, as being an elf didn't involve surgery in any way, but she'd grown so accustomed to it that she'd only give them a shrug and perhaps walk away if they had no further questions or comments. She'd come across many cities in her travel, and in a hurry, too, as she was escaping from the clutches of a certain man. Her fiancee.
Yes, her fiancee. One whom she was supposed to love, but sadly did not. He was repulsively arrogant and demanding, spoiled by money and power, she was polite and kind, while distressed. Paige had managed to escape through magic, as neither law nor force could bind her from that prison cell others could ever call a 'bedroom', she wasn't even of this species, or of this government. She was a seperate matter.
Paige had hazel eyes, and long, light brown hair that was only dashed with a small amount of red, her skin pale, though seemed to glow with all of the magic that ran within and along her blood. She was tall, and slim, of course, wearing a yellow sundress with swirls of red, orange, pink, green . . the colours making a nice pattern. She was quite noticable among this crowd of penguin-suits and 'ghetto' fashions.
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