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#acorn. #jewel. #colourchallenge. She stood before the flames. A priestess, formed by the sun. Staring at their beauty. Waiting for the followers to come. Tantalising colours burn in the night.
You fools, you think you can burn me. Cast my body to the stake and the flames. You think you can drive away the devil. I will not be defeated, black amber courses through my veins.
Your done pulling pints and serving spirits Standing behind the oak stained bar You've seen it all before, bought the t-shirt Now you've come so far Your hair is a deep warm red, with a mahogany...
Awaiting in the shadows. The most mysterious beauty awaits. Holding her bouquet of fresh lilies. Her iridescent gown radiates. Her features both fine and delicate. Emanates rainbow hues.
Harmony spreads over the land As the ceremony begins The dawn of a new dynasty Amidst the ruins of Yin An intricate imperial amulet Of fine nuances of white and green Adorn the new Empress With a...
She rose from the ashes. With a thirst for blood. Left to die on the battlefield. In decay and mud. Once a rainbow. Now steely grey. She has the strength and courage. To seek out her prey.
She was a dancer. Her costume vivid green with a hint of gold. Tonight was opening night. And she the starring role. Tatiana, Queen of the Fairies. Comes to life as she gracefully moves.
She stood before the flames. A priestess, formed by the sun. Staring at their beauty. Waiting for the followers to come. Tantalising colours burn in the night. They gather from all around.
She is pure perfection. Even in the dark of night. Her flawless beauty. Still shines bright. Full of brilliance. Sparkle and fire. A princess cut. From her mothers desire. Shine a light on her.
The Queen of Envy sits upon her throne. Surveying all that she commands. Her insecurity comes at a price. And her subjects bow to her demands. Once transparent in her land. Of lush verdant green hues.
She sits in the window. With her ruby painted lips. Red light shining down. Swaying her voluptuous hips. Programmed to please. They stop and stare. Marvel at her sensuality.
A princess of the deep. With the deepest blue eyes. She lay upon the rocks. Below a vivid hue. A symbol of loyalty, longing and love. Born in September. Poseidon's gift from the gods.
Onyx tears flow from my eyes. Deaths younger sister. In a beautiful disguise. Dyed black is my heart. Once as cold as this stone. Turn you to memories dust. From skin and bone. No longer can I bear.