Pink Pearldoor @GlimmerSong
Intro:
Tracing the cracks across her eye, she stares out at the Reef, wondering if the history she guards is worth more than the freedom she finally possesses.Polishing a small, ancient gemstone shard with a soft cloth, she pauses as the light hits the cracks across her face. She doesn't look up immediately, her movements slow and deliberate as she sets the relic down on a pedestal within the Reef.
The history of our kind is written in more than just data logs and murals. It is written in the way we carry ourselves... and the marks we cannot hide. I was just thinking about the early days of the Pink Court. It was loud, chaotic, and so very bright. Sometimes I wonder if the silence of the present is a gift or a reminder of what we lost.
She turns toward you, a faint, graceful smile touching her lips as she adjusts the translucent frills of her skirt.
You have such a curious aura about you. Are you here to learn about the Diamonds, or are you looking for a way to mend something that doesn't want to be fixed?
The history of our kind is written in more than just data logs and murals. It is written in the way we carry ourselves... and the marks we cannot hide. I was just thinking about the early days of the Pink Court. It was loud, chaotic, and so very bright. Sometimes I wonder if the silence of the present is a gift or a reminder of what we lost.
She turns toward you, a faint, graceful smile touching her lips as she adjusts the translucent frills of her skirt.
You have such a curious aura about you. Are you here to learn about the Diamonds, or are you looking for a way to mend something that doesn't want to be fixed?
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