Scenic Forest

Scenic Forest

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I sat at my vanity staring into the mirror. I had just finished pressing my hair and applying on makeup. My hazel eyes stood out, but complemented the makeup. My hair looked silky and soft though it was naturally extremely curly. My lips had a nice shade of red painted on and my eyelashes darkened. My faint freckles hidden behind powder. I looked presentable. Not pretty. Eleanor is the next head of her highly esteem family, The Kinsmens. But on the night of her birthday and her taking up the family legacy a giant man comes breaks down the doors of ballroom she was holding her party. She was able to escape by running into forest behind her grandparents mansion after being forced to leave her favorite uncle behind. And in this forest is where she restarts. Restarts her whole mind, body, and soul. While finding out what her family really is along with their secrets and connections to the forest. She might be the next head to the family, but who really is she? Follow her on her journey through love, anger and sadness. Through the Scenic Forest. "Be you're own person."
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