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A list of all pages that have property "Description" with value "A young Prodigal girl of 18, of medium height and lithe build. Pale beyond fair, her skin is the flawless near-translucent of alabaster lilies. Thick pale strawberry blonde tendrils coil across her slight shoulders, the longest curls just touching the backs of her slender thighs when loose. Each and every turn and twist of hair shimmers and shines like polished rose gold, and here and there are braided in beads of various colors. Lisica's huge eyes are the dreamy distant lavender of faraway mountains, encircled by brilliant silvery grey. They glitter in lash-shaded depths and lift delicately at the corners, raised by cheekbones like ledges on some savage peak. Her heart-shaped face is otherwise fragile looking, the curve of her jaw gentle, the sightly upturned nature of her nose soft, her finely shaped mouth a natural coral pink hiding pearly whites. Around the delicate stem of her neck circles an achromatic tattoo, an intricate ghostly matrix of tiny mysterious figures swirling down her collarbone and beneath whatever she is wearing, down her left arm and leg, finishing at the back of her hand and bridge of foot.". Since there have been only a few results, also nearby values are displayed.

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    • Lisica Clearlake  + (A young Prodigal girl of 18, of medium hei
      A young Prodigal girl of 18, of medium height and lithe build. Pale beyond fair, her skin is the flawless near-translucent of alabaster lilies. Thick pale strawberry blonde tendrils coil across her slight shoulders, the longest curls just touching the backs of her slender thighs when loose. Each and every turn and twist of hair shimmers and shines like polished rose gold, and here and there are braided in beads of various colors. Lisica's huge eyes are the dreamy distant lavender of faraway mountains, encircled by brilliant silvery grey. They glitter in lash-shaded depths and lift delicately at the corners, raised by cheekbones like ledges on some savage peak. Her heart-shaped face is otherwise fragile looking, the curve of her jaw gentle, the sightly upturned nature of her nose soft, her finely shaped mouth a natural coral pink hiding pearly whites. Around the delicate stem of her neck circles an achromatic tattoo, an intricate ghostly matrix of tiny mysterious figures swirling down her collarbone and beneath whatever she is wearing, down her left arm and leg, finishing at the back of her hand and bridge of foot.
      t the back of her hand and bridge of foot.)