Isn't she just beautiful?
Goddess:
The sun shone down on her, her skin radiant as the dawn, making every curve on her more appealing. Complimenting every soft feature about her and even multiplying their intensities to mind-numbing phenomena. Nothing etched out of stone by De Vinci or any symphony composed by Mozart could every compare to the multitude of grace and awe-inspiring beauty that a simple motion of her hand of bat of her eyes could inspire within the soul of he who loved her. No comparison, no contest.
Tuwaku Vagabond Moriarty
Community Member