Arien stepped out of the of her carriage and was met but crowds of people and flashes. The carrige was an elegant crimson, set with gold trimmings and wheels. It was lead by two strong black stallions whose mane’s gleamed with rubies and crystals. Her foot landed on the soft red carpet, and the other one was soon down to join it. She took a look around, brushed her dress down and sighed. Here we go, she thought. Her first party at the Downs and she had come with no date but her attire was stunning. Even she had to admit it.
Her long auburn hair flowed like velvet down to her curved hips and it was showered with rubies and crystals. Her eyelids were softly brushed with a gleam of red set with a few red gems. Her blackened eyelashes flickered softly against her soft tanned face. Her lips, coated in a pale red shimmer of lip gloss. From her neck delicately hung a single crystal that shone out like a star. Her nails twinkled with hardened candy polish. They clasped her bag, which contained her dagger. However she knew she would give it up at the door. Her dress was stunning, it hugged her rounded and slender figure. It was one single piece, no bodice it was plain but beautiful. It to, like the carriage was a crimson colour, except her dress was laced with rubies and crystals. It had no sleeves, but instead revealed Arien’s glistening arms. The neck line was low, but not too low as she wanted to keep her dignity. The dress swept across the floor and she walked almost as she was floating.
Cameras flashed into her eyes and she was not too sure of what to do. She did not want to seem too full of herself so, posed for a few pictures then made her into the hall.
[ May 01, 2003: Message edited by: Arien ]
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"...still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched into the earth like a message."
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