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A list of all pages that have property "Description" with value "Qadira stares at the world through verdant green eyes flecked with browns and grays. Accentuated by the steep incline of her outer brows, it's a cold, hard gaze, a touch unnaturally-sunken, that detracts from her better attributes. Her lightly-tan skin is smooth and mostly unblemished, at least upon her face, spread over pronounced cheekbones that lend a fortright shape to her face. It challenges the world to see her, making all the clearer a generous, subtly-expressive mouth, and a strong jawline that culminates in a spanot upon the chin. An equally-strong philtrum drives home that this woman's face is fighting itself. As if she denies her own femininity, any perceived weakness it may carry. Dark hair tumbles carelessly to frame the resulting bundle, reaching just shy of the shoulders, covering her ears - and at times, almost fully one half of her face. Faint freckles dust Qadira's shapely neckline, leading down to a body that is slim, compact, and powerful. She's built like a whip, long limbs corded finely with the muscle of labor, but refusing to mass the weight they maybe should. When she moves, it's with a graceful sort of purpose that's a more intentional challenge than the structure of her face. Whether she refuses to be stopped out of defiance, or simply cannot stop herself, is perhaps unclear, but Qadira exudes energy and purpose in all that she does.". Since there have been only a few results, also nearby values are displayed.

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    • Qadira Crown  + (Qadira stares at the world through verdant
      Qadira stares at the world through verdant green eyes flecked with browns and grays. Accentuated by the steep incline of her outer brows, it's a cold, hard gaze, a touch unnaturally-sunken, that detracts from her better attributes. Her lightly-tan skin is smooth and mostly unblemished, at least upon her face, spread over pronounced cheekbones that lend a fortright shape to her face. It challenges the world to see her, making all the clearer a generous, subtly-expressive mouth, and a strong jawline that culminates in a divot upon the chin. An equally-strong philtrum drives home that this woman's face is fighting itself. As if she denies her own femininity, any perceived weakness it may carry. Dark hair tumbles carelessly to frame the resulting bundle, reaching just shy of the shoulders, covering her ears - and at times, almost fully one half of her face. Faint freckles dust Qadira's shapely neckline, leading down to a body that is slim, compact, and powerful. She's built like a whip, long limbs corded finely with the muscle of labor, but refusing to mass the weight they maybe should. When she moves, it's with a graceful sort of purpose that's a more intentional challenge than the structure of her face. Whether she refuses to be stopped out of defiance, or simply cannot stop herself, is perhaps unclear, but Qadira exudes energy and purpose in all that she does.
      s energy and purpose in all that she does.)