All Your Tomorrows

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“She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood.
She only looked away for a moment, and the mask slipped, and you fell. All your tomorrows start here.” ~ Neil Gaiman

All Your Tomorrows

He thought he was cool and beyond enchantment. Hundreds, maybe thousands of women had tried to catch his eye, had tried to entice him but he was not easily moved—until he met her. Tall, lithe, her skin flushed with a translucent ruddiness, possibly from being wrapped up in her LeeZu dress, wrapped around her long legs with strips of satin, bound around her chest with a strip of black, a netted undershirt the only air in the ensemble. Long black gloves moved gracefully with her gentle expression and the feathers around her neck floated in ebullient response to the tip of her head. She was a rare bird, a finely-feathered creature.

All Your Tomorrows

Her visage, beautiful and blushing from Hush Darkrose, caught his imagination and he thought about taking down her loosely tied up hair from Truth Hawks, the curls falling around as he removed the headpiece from her hair and ran his fingers through her soft locks.

He was smacked, afflicted, defeated.

All Your Tomorrows

… start here.

Hair: >TRUTH< Vicky w/Roots – coffee by Truth Hawks for >Truth< *

Skin: Hush – Samantha – Grape – Honey – LtBrws NC by Hush Darkrose for Hush Body Shop *

Eyes: IKON Utopia Eyes – Purple + Blue (ML) by Ikon Innovia for IKON *

Dress: [LeeZu!] NOiR Nightingale Gown <Mesh> by LeeZu Baxter for [LeeZu!] *

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