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A list of all pages that have property "Description" with value "The first thing you see of this woman is her gleaming white hair, reflecting the light radiantly. It cascades right down to her lower back and over her shoulders in gentle waves and curls like a waterfall, with stray strands sweeping across her brow over contrasting dark eyebrows. Her large eyes, framed by full dark lashes, hold ones attention, dragging them down into their sapphire blue depths, filled with strong emotions of melancholy and cold reservation. But her face seldom gives off emotion, constantly neutral besides for the occasional arch of a slender brow or mild frown. Dark pink, full lips stand out on her pale unblemished skin, her face graced with gentle features. She lacks the confidence to be stunning, and the frequent appearance of dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep mars her features, but she still carries a mysterious and gentle beauty about her. Perhaps it's her hair, which seems almost ethereal with its strange colour. Her body is slender, lacking in any form of muscle tone, and padded enough to give her feminine curves but not overly large breasts. She seems weak, perhaps overly so, hinting to some kind of illness. She doesn't talk much, but when she does her voice is musical and gentle, never raising to a shout as it remains cool and nonchalant. She moved with fluid grace, and she carries the aroma of many herbs from working.". Since there have been only a few results, also nearby values are displayed.

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    • Avasyn Culler  + (The first thing you see of this woman is h
      The first thing you see of this woman is her gleaming white hair, reflecting the light radiantly. It cascades right down to her lower back and over her shoulders in gentle waves and curls like a waterfall, with stray strands sweeping across her brow over contrasting dark eyebrows. Her large eyes, framed by full dark lashes, hold ones attention, dragging them down into their sapphire blue depths, filled with strong emotions of melancholy and cold reservation. But her face seldom gives off emotion, constantly neutral besides for the occasional arch of a slender brow or mild frown. Dark pink, full lips stand out on her pale unblemished skin, her face graced with gentle features. She lacks the confidence to be stunning, and the frequent appearance of dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep mars her features, but she still carries a mysterious and gentle beauty about her. Perhaps it's her hair, which seems almost ethereal with its strange colour. Her body is slender, lacking in any form of muscle tone, and padded enough to give her feminine curves but not overly large breasts. She seems weak, perhaps overly so, hinting to some kind of illness. She doesn't talk much, but when she does her voice is musical and gentle, never raising to a shout as it remains cool and nonchalant. She moved with fluid grace, and she carries the aroma of many herbs from working.
      ries the aroma of many herbs from working.)