✞ AleatoryEliza #420 - Soft Bloom in a Neon Dream ✞ ⒸNemmesea« Atttibution
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"She appears as if the wind carried her from some summer that never ended. The blue glow behind her silhouette resembles an old motel sign flickering, and the butterflies surrounding her flutter like unfulfilled promises. She holds the pink can with the same delicacy with which others hold a secret, and on her lips is a gesture that blends innocence and danger, as if she had learned to survive by loving too fiercely.
They say Eliza sounds like a whisper, because of all the lives she has lived.
And as the butterflies settle on her shoulder, it seems the whole world stops to listen to the song she never sings, but that vibrates in the air around her: a melody of the open road, of desire, of freedom, and of a heart that beats like an old Mustang engine".
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