Cecily Rambolt
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- OOC First Name
- Liv
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- Pure Blood
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- Divorced
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- Tulip Wood Wand with Unicorn Hair Core
Slowly she straightened, her skin darkened by the sun, one hand rose to brush back the short, curly golden hair that barely touched her neck. The hand me down sundress, its sky blue terry cloth material worn nearly indecently thin in areas, could not mask the fact that she obviously was no couch potato. Musculature hard won in the months of rehabilitation and the slow, hot days of farm work to earn her keep had toned the blonde's body so that she nearly had not one ounce of fat on her. Within a face blank of expression glowed eyes a deep green, the lustrous sparkle they once housed faded and gone. As she wove her way through the street fair, unease skittered down her spine, the familiar pins and needles feeling crawling through her nerve endings until her teeth clenched.
Carefully she took in those around her but other than the local merchants packing up their goods and the weary families calling it a day, she did not see anything that should cause such disturbance within her. Yet it lingered and she wanted to be back in the small place she called home. It took everything within her to walk in her normal calm gait through the rapidly thinning crowd and darkening streets. She could no longer hold it in and without pause, turned around a corner without pausing to make sure her way was clear.
Carefully she took in those around her but other than the local merchants packing up their goods and the weary families calling it a day, she did not see anything that should cause such disturbance within her. Yet it lingered and she wanted to be back in the small place she called home. It took everything within her to walk in her normal calm gait through the rapidly thinning crowd and darkening streets. She could no longer hold it in and without pause, turned around a corner without pausing to make sure her way was clear.