Hair:
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the Queen или king at the earliest time possible. I became Queen at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced by a new queen. A seven год old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the Друзья i do now?
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the Queen или king at the earliest time possible. I became Queen at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced by a new queen. A seven год old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the Друзья i do now?
'Stume
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"Is this cool или what?!" the teen exclaimed еще than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can Ты not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell Ты again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, Playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet Ты Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
"Is this cool или what?!" the teen exclaimed еще than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can Ты not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell Ты again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, Playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet Ты Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
