The young woman sat on a chair, her legs pressed together, occasionally clasping her hands and breathing out plumes of warm air.
She raised her head to look at the moon in the night sky, her peach-blossom eyes shimmering with crystalline moonlight.
Her features were as exquisite as an unopened flower, her skin fair, and her lips pressed together in a gentle line. She wore a dark wool coat over a white knitted maxi dress, and her thick, long hair brushed softly against her cheeks, giving her the gentle warmth of a spring breeze.
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