



a-ya
byAninha•~15min
Genres & Atmosphere
"Everything was black as they worked with the clay, creating and shaping my curves. I knew I would have long black hair, as I could see the whole work from above. shells, beads and feathers. Stretching out their hands, the Ghiguas gave me gifts and speed. Whispering sweet words in my ears, filling me with joy and peace. My body was taken over by symbols that represented the Seven Sacred. And like a breath of wind ice, a wave of calm, the smoldering fire and the sweet scent of a rose, I was created."
Synopsis
"Everything was black as they worked with the clay, creating and shaping my curves. I knew I would have long black hair, as I could see the whole work from above. shells, beads and feathers. Stretching out their hands, the Ghiguas gave me gifts and speed. Whispering sweet words in my ears, filling me with joy and peace. My body was taken over by symbols that represented the Seven Sacred. And like a breath of wind ice, a wave of calm, the smoldering fire and the sweet scent of a rose, I was created."
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View profile*Convencido eu mesmo, não procuro convencer os demais.* -Edgar Allan Poe Nome: Ana Carla Vieira Idade: 15 anos Local onde moro: no mu...
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