It's past sunset and she's not one of those people who tries to navigate the climate of Noregr in skin-showing garments, so from neck to floor is soft purple fabric so dark it looks black except in the more directly lamplit areas, and she's spangled with little white beads and pale embroidered stars, swirling across the skirt. Her gloves, which go up nearly to her shoulder, match but are a thinner fabric, and there's a comet sewn on the back of her right hand. She's acquired a set of silver and amethyst jewelry, a crescent moon comb in her twisted-up hair and twin bracelets shaggy with dangling stones on her wrists and stars clipped to her ears and an abstract pendant hanging from her neck. Either her mother helped or she has hitherto unexplored makeup skills of her own; there's a little purple on the lids of her dark-lined eyes and more stars drawn in silver at their corners.
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2014-09-25 10:07 pm (UTC)She looks like the night sky.
It's past sunset and she's not one of those people who tries to navigate the climate of Noregr in skin-showing garments, so from neck to floor is soft purple fabric so dark it looks black except in the more directly lamplit areas, and she's spangled with little white beads and pale embroidered stars, swirling across the skirt. Her gloves, which go up nearly to her shoulder, match but are a thinner fabric, and there's a comet sewn on the back of her right hand. She's acquired a set of silver and amethyst jewelry, a crescent moon comb in her twisted-up hair and twin bracelets shaggy with dangling stones on her wrists and stars clipped to her ears and an abstract pendant hanging from her neck. Either her mother helped or she has hitherto unexplored makeup skills of her own; there's a little purple on the lids of her dark-lined eyes and more stars drawn in silver at their corners.
She smiles tentatively.