Aug 8, 2019
Legion Starter
It was all white, b r i l l i a n t and pure light something Violet had not been so accustomed too. Clad in a all black vintage styled dress that had been found popular in the eighties. A delicate lace atop the solid black material, with a silk ribbon framing her waist. She descended from the spiral staircase
—>t o n o w h e r e .
“ I feel like Holly Golightly. “
Violet bemused, spinning on black heels as she left the bottom step. Her saphire eyes behind heavy black lashes, a very cheshire smile beneath them.