Posts tagged ‘A: Brooke Williams’

July 29, 2010

Clodagh & Deirdre

Clodagh & Deirdre:

“She and I had inherited our mother’s flaming curls, which could be striking if tended with care, but had a tendency to go wild at the least provocation.”

“But my twin looked lovely today, her happiness shinning from her face, the green gown perfectly setting off her bright eyes, her hair tumbling over her shoulders from ribbons that caught it high at the back.”

From Heir to Sevenwaters

Last Updated: 12.February.2011

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July 10, 2010

Tati

Tati:

“My eldest sister’s gown was a simple one in violet-blue that matched her eyes; her hair rippled down her back back like black silk. Tati didn’t need jewellery or ribbons or any sort of finery. She was as lovely as a perfect wildflower.”

From Wildwood Dancing

Last Updated: 12.October.2010

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July 10, 2010

Jena

Jena:

“I had bushy hair, brown like Paula’s, that refused to do what I wanted it to, and eyes whose colour was somewhere between mud and leaf. My figure was a lot more straight-up-and-down than Iulia’s, even though I was two years her elder.”

From Wildwood Dancing

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July 9, 2010

Aisling

Aisling:

“If she thought her move unnoticed, she thought wrong, for her cloud of auburn hair drew the eye however she might try to tame its exuberance with ribbons. As she reached my brother’s side, the rising breeze whisked one long, bright curl across her small face, and Sean reached out to tuck it gently behind her ear.”

From Son of Shadows

“I’m your aunt Aisling,” said the slight, rather severe-looking woman who stood on the steps. A neat veil kept her red hair in place, and her freckled face was intent and serious.

From Child of the Prophecy

Last Updated: 18.March.2012

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July 9, 2010

Paula

Paula:

“The heat from the stove had flushed her cheeks pink, and her dark eyes were fixed on me, with an assessing look. Tonight she was wearing dove gray, with her spectacles on a chain around her neck and her brown curls disciplined into a neat plait.”

From Wildwood Dancing

Last Updated: 3.October.2011

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July 8, 2010

Iulia

Iulia:

“She was thirteen now and developing the kind of curvaceous figure our mother had had. Her gown was of cobalt silk and she had swept her dark curls up into a circlet of ribbon butterflies.”

From Wildwood Dancing

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