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❛ don’t be silly , it’ll look perfect on you . ❜ adelaide coos in a doting candor , her face beatific , the shorn blond saint : skin glistening like an angel . she comes to her as a vision of something holy , long white gown swishing in the wind , bluebell eyes ignited , sanctified . the slithery hand of a phanthom crawling over the bump of davina’s shoulder the only promise of tangibility , that same hand : smooth and steady , finds its way into the smooth skin of her neck . it searches for all those hidden crevies , lines and bumps others were too fretful to uncover . dangling from its unyielding hook , a beautiful green stone embroiled in silver , delicate but undeniably expensive , hand - selected , a perfect match for the hue of her eyes . the necklace falls with ease between the gap of her jutting collarbone . ❛ look , ❜ she intructs , nudging at the wide , glamurous view of them both , inverted through the looking glass . those long serpentine fingers reach to stroke perfect mocha locks , cupping a single , stray ringlet in its clutches - only to let it fall against the shallow descent of the young girl’s chest . ❛ pretty as a painting . you should keep it . ❜
