Woman LaughingThe tiny reflections danced across her crocodile skin, a collateral bi-product of too many years in the sun They dance and dance as light jailed in a gem, trying to please its captor. The maroon lipstick, like blood and sawdust, was caked on her lips. Unable to travel, it instead coagulated. When her this lips began to part, the colour could be seen to have bled into the small amount of saliva still fluid in her mouth. Like the fracture from a bullet through a window, wrinkles darted across her face to juxtapose the widening smile. Her eyes were dull. The scaly skin scatters sparkles like the night sky and her tongue is revealed to be small,Woman Laughing
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Black hair isnt exactly a great description (being blonde i just see "dark" hair, be it from brownish to black) but oh well. Any other clues? haha
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