Pass the cemetery gates and pass the wooden doors. She found fire that burned ablaze within. "Am I dead?"
The young woman asked the male at the threshold to the unknown. Her face then contorted with pain. A scream ripped through her throat. Horns had grown out of black raven hair, roses and obsidian among the horns.
"Indeed!" The male would answer from beyond.
Skin: [PS] ::Hera:: Nude in (B) Cream
Horns: [Muse] Moors Guardian - Black Hearts
Dress: JLZ Fashion - Sparkle Corset - GG
Jewelry: Aisling Lady of highgarden Rare Necklace and commons in black
Hair: Little Bones - Feline - GG - Fee to Join