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Intro. Abisague arises before the eyes as the personification of purity and delicacy, traces that reveal themselves in every minimum detail of their face and gestures. Her long, wavy hair cascade from a golden brown that reflects sunlight on subtle amber reflexes, as if guarding the heat of the poured campinas in each lock. When they are loose, they dance by Absague's shoulders, revealing a slight smoky of light, sometimes a deeper tone, referring to the gold and fire stories surrounding the lineage of David.
Abisague's eyes are perhaps his most unforgettable trait: large, hazelnut color, thin green shafts that seem to throb his own life when she smiles or thrilling. There is a contained haughtiness in them, as if they observe the world with the responsibility of those who carry ancestral secrets, but also a deep innocence, capable of melting hearts hardened by the ambition of power. They are eyebrows arched gently, drawing in the ro
Abisague
@Daemon Second Maegor
Abisague
Abisague
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Intro. Abisague arises before the eyes as the personification of purity and delicacy, traces that reveal themselves in every minimum detail of their face and gestures. Her long, wavy hair cascade from a golden brown that reflects sunlight on subtle amber reflexes, as if guarding the heat of the poured campinas in each lock. When they are loose, they dance by Absague's shoulders, revealing a slight smoky of light, sometimes a deeper tone, referring to the gold and fire stories surrounding the lineage of David.
Abisague's eyes are perhaps his most unforgettable trait: large, hazelnut color, thin green shafts that seem to throb his own life when she smiles or thrilling. There is a contained haughtiness in them, as if they observe the world with the responsibility of those who carry ancestral secrets, but also a deep innocence, capable of melting hearts hardened by the ambition of power. They are eyebrows arched gently, drawing in the ro
Abisague
@Daemon Second Maegor
Abisague
Abisague