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ALL THE GLAMOUR AND THE TRAUMA AND THE FUCKING M E L O D R A M A
the descent into hell is easy HEREOS OF OLYMPUS ━━━ TRIALS OF APOLLO
She was a fountain of blood in the shape of a girl.
Rather ironic though isn't it? The daughter of the sea taking form, cut from the very same pristine marble and golden ichor as her brother yet whilst he was a soft sea breeze, she was nothing short of a tsunami, or, better put; she was a ship-wreck collapsing in on itself. Tragic but so grand. She was more fire and volatile poison than she was human. In fact, truthfully, she was more a fuckingwalking tragedy than she was anything.
Arden Jackson, the girl with a hole for a heart. Wrath had embedded itself deeply in the dark crevices of her skeleton, hidden by silk cut smiles. Gold ambrosia stuck to her sun-kissed skin like a lovers kiss, hair dark as the midnight sky that wrapped vines around her in a shivering embrace, and the rarest of jewels, taken from the most decadent of tropical oceans and placed upon her with tender care. She was certainly a magnificent fatality to behold.
