“Her eye widened through the monocular, with her trained pupil she scrutinizes, in a wing tremble, a pink cheeked fairy. Be wary if you cross her way, cause her aristocratic appearance won’t stop her from pinning you on her board in one breath.”
“Purple lips and ivory skin, chimera she becomes, as the night rises with gleams. Under her prickle crown, she caresses you with a glance, but if you dive into the pit, it will be already too late.”
