Posts tagged ‘A: Rose Byrne’

July 13, 2010

Fainne

Fainne:

” Our images showed side by side; the same face with subtle alterations. The dark red curls; the fierce eyes, dark as ripe berries; the pale unfreckled skin. My father’s countenance was handsome enough, I thought, if somewhat forbidding in expression. Mine was a child’s, unformed, plain, a little pudding of a face.”

From Child of the Prophecy

Last Updated: 29.August.2012

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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

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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