Spira Virgo

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He was young, around twenty, she guessed, or at least he appeared to be. His skin was pale, but everything else about him was dark: hair, eyes, expression, even the shadows that stained the skin under his lashes. The only highlights were the two small dots of brightness contained within one of his earlobes, two silver studs stroked by the locks that clustered there.
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