erika (riksreads)

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It was off the shoulder with a laced front, which I tied loosely. The fabric was nearly see-through, as the fairies were keen to craft. I slipped on a pair of flat shoes and checked the mirror. My hair was wild and wispy from our earlier ride to the willow tree, and I smoothed it into a braid before I left for the courtyard, unable to calm the strange fluttering in my stomach.
erika (riksreads)
Lemme wear it
Mountains Made of Glass (Fairy Tale Retelling, #1)
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