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“ marianne —– “ her name falls from honeyed lips like a chant; the softest prayer to ever bless the goddess’s ears. and perhaps —– she hadn’t even realized she had uttered it. in her eyes she sees stars. tiny nebulas embedded in a caramel embrace. she was breathtaking. she seemed . . . complete. finally.
baby blue tresses shroud her figure in perfect ringlets, a sight beheld to question the validity of their idol. she glows. she soars. delicate fingers rake through her hair carefully, river - blue curls catching on her flesh. mercedes wished to do more, she —– she could not want, it was not her place. she lifts her forefinger to her chin, a lock of hair caught betwixt her thumb. “ happiness looks beautiful on you, marianne. it is blessed to be able to bask in it. “ pillowed lips kiss angelic wisp, and she is wholly sated.