Your scandalous beauty was a thing of legend.
Showing ankle as you pranced across presidential lawns in the company of noblemen. Your life, the life of a stallion, untamed and free, cut short by tragedy... Wind in your hair as you turned heads sailing through pristine and proper burgs, A snap - and then darkness as your scarf tangled in the cog of the wheel. Good night, my fair and flirty maiden, until you dance again.
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