Literature
The Arrival - 1
Sand… the golden sand. I still remember when I first saw her, with that crimson river pouring out of her neck, with her silvery hair laying like tears coming out from her head… In that infinite field of gold, that spot of light caught my eye and bedazzled my senses. I could not stop watching her. And I did not.
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It was late, and the shift of the royal guards was changing. The best guards had to be there to protect the landlord's most precious possession. This was not jewels, not lands, not war machineries, not treasures. This was a woman.
Rumors said that she was as fierce and untamable as the wildest horse, yet disturbingly attractive.