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A siren singing gentlemen to sleep

A snow storm burning

Name:
nakimas
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A Lost Memory

She’s a pirate, a gypsy, a rogue, an outcast, a candle, a shadow, a dreamer, a believer, a hoper, a lover, a friend, a child, a being similar to a human, a Persian, a devil, a rascal, a artist, a writer, a laugher, a crier, a screamer, a scoundrel, a scallywag, a poor ninja, a dancer (who stumbles all too much), a Pocahontas, a warrior, a maiden in red, a silent singer of un uttered words, an element, a patron of insanity, a red finned fish, a crimson feathered bird, a snow fairy, a grinning devious panda… but most of all, in her realm of red, she feels alive.

Behind the blooming mask of red

This one enjoys the snow, grinning as she sees the white powder every time. She has trouble speaking English (it’s not her first language). She can speak her mother’s tongue which since so long has been Farsi. She’s ticklish from even afar and loves children. She likes to listen to her strange array of music louder than anyone else in her car and her socks never match.

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Grappled
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Fanfiction
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