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Petite predation, every movement is streamlined silk. She stalks, chin canted, and slanted eyes canny. Hips preceding shoulders, bare feet pad a whisper against the turf.
With a glance she could be mistaken for some lost child's saccharine faced dolly, if cynical cruelty hadn't carved her features into sharpness. 'Disturbing' is more apt; a woman fully formed in miniature, lantern eyes so pale they might be thought colorless but for the faintest drop of sea foam. Bee stung lips, with sweetest cupid's bow, lend a deceiving softness to the small aquiline nose and razor-edged planes. Arched, winged brows loftily frame both humor and callousness in one.
A snowy mane falls over one shoulder in an undoubtedly time consuming twelve strand braid. Interwoven with plum ribbons and black crow feathers, the bone capped ends clink faintly as she advances. The startling black of a wide choker encases a long columned throat. Finger bones form a circled 'K' to dangle merrily in morbid tribute.
Now diminutive; robes of Kane have been altered by some brave, or foolish, blasphemer. Sleeves removed, its been fitted with a low cowl back to do double duty as a voluminous, over-sized hood. Old scar ridges stripe the fully exposed expanse, ivory neck to tidy waist. Simplest black suede trousers low ride the swell of hips to end jaggedly mid thigh. A broad utilitarian belt gives home to opposing plumes, light and dark, while shadows' eddied dance offers discerning peeks of a delicate hand's deadly Katar.
With skin resembling candy dripped cream, the many hues of blood splatter bared flesh from feet to finger tips in permanent homage to arterial spray.
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