When Morning Star, Death and Dawn meet
CRÉDIT - CSS
The azure of the sky extended from horizon to horizon, and wasn't troubled by even the most little of clouds. There was a fresh yet soft breeze of wind that calmed the mid-afternoon heat down, but to Laure, it wasn't an excuse not to dress in short clothes. She was wearing a skimpy short and a mauve top that made the light caramel color of her hair shine out. She was wearing high heel shoes set with one flower each, according to the new H&M trend.
Her casual yet elegant footsteps led her to the Lake. After a day of practicing fighting, Latin, and eagle-riding, a nice swam was most welcome.
Her thick hair was open, but there were one or two braids at the side of her temples, holding it's silky mass back. She soon reached the sandy beach, and the watery smell filled her little nostrils.
She looked around, her violet-blue eyes drawing attention because of the line of lilac and golden eye-liner she had traced above them, and saw a rock of which the water had smothened the angles. She sat down on it to take off her shoes.
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