Artist: AI Generated
As if formed from the clay of the earth, she has skin evocative of brass, bronze, and copper.
Like a rippled stream, her onyx tone hair flows.
Far be it she an enchantress or a mystic dealing in voodoo, hoodoo, and blood magic. For what she wills is much far grander.
Her name is Pandora; she carries an elysian box of infinite possibilities that she alone possesses the power to will.
The masses fear the infinite and cast her out; I alone stand intrigued by the possibilities, for together we shall conquer and raze entire empires, then take the fat of the land and build new empires, ruling and stewarding to our death hand in hand.
~ The End
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Anne R.
Life is a fable.
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