The girls sit side by side on a engraved stone bench in the center of the garden. The songs of birds and the chirrup of insects wafts along the breeze, stirring one of the girls' hair,  making her chocolate ringlets dance merrily. She smiles softly, as if she knows a secret. A secret more precious than love, more sought after than gold. Waves of black silk flow across her knees as she smooths the delicate fabric of the dress. Her feet are bare. 
Next to her, another sits, onyx eyes gazing distractedly into the distance of the garden.  Past the roses and the tulips, perhaps to the gently trickling waters of an old marble fountain. Its only decoration; a single cherub,  its wings frozen in air,  and tears falling interminably from between the fingers covering its face. The girl's raven hair shadows her face, but her cherubic features make her look sweet, the white lace dress engulfing her making the contrast of the colors very beautiful in the sunlight streaming throught the leaves of an ancient willow tree.
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The girl in black beckons you suddenly, "I'm Violet." The girl whispers as you come near. Her charismatic smile seems a bit cheeky, now, and she bites her lip in sudden thought. "It would be quite lovely.. if.. you could stay and chat, perhaps?" She looks up at you with warm mocha eyes, her eyelashes throwing long shadows across her tanned face. "Please?"
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Violet's sister, whispers something vaguely to the wind. You lean towards her to find that she is singing, her voice melodious as it blends with the breeze. "I'm Ione, if you must know." she says, not looking at you. "I know who you are."
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Ione and Violet share this account.
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Online Status
Ione:  Unavailable 
Violet: Available 
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Yours Until Further Notice, The Nymphs of Ione