Onela - Old Description.
by: Me.

The woman grew more stunning with each passing day -- a lithe, lean girl with both heartstopping grace and an awe inspiring, unearthly beauty. Her flawless skin had darkened to a warm, polished bronze from constant exposure to the sun and her pewter colored eyes, like the sea after a storm, seethed with carefully controlled emotion from beneath,thick, sooty lashes and malachite dusted lids. From her mother she had inherited delicate features, a beautifully sculpted face accented by high cheekbones and pouty, coral colored lips. From her father, his wealth of silken, sable locks that shone like old copper in the sun. Her form had been called 'generous', but that was an understatement and said nothing about slim waist, kept that way from years of dancing, the voluptuous hips that could distract even hardened slaves from their practice and high, proud breasts that could do much more than just distract.