The door of the dungeon cracked open.

She had been thrown in there a few days before by an unrelenting force.

As a faint ray of light marched in, she covered her eyes instinctively as if to refrain from melting.   The light reflecting deeply into her quartz.

A dozen flowers blossomed in the darkness and covered in the smell of scented lore, she turned around and left him in his standing while crushing down the seeds of  all gone wrong.

Gown – Solidea Folies

Jewelry – Chop Zuey