Welcome to Gaia! ::

::Sanguine colour rose upon those gaunt cheekbones, a small sign of life blossoming upon the sleeping womans visage wrought with languid features. The bleak wind found its way through an opened window, coal hued tresses cascading over alabaster features in quiet rebellion. Boned tendrils giftwrapped in silken skin that had been sitting motionless upon her bosom rising slightly with each small breath would come alive, sweeping the hair back from her face.Lids ebbed with feathered lash dipped back to reveal those azure pools, as they fixated on the open window, sullen pink tiers pulled together quickly before releasing an imprisoned sigh, which had been quickly recaptured as tiny goosebumps graced her skin; it was cold. Getting up from the rocking chair, she went to close the window,as the wind howled idly. She ignored the protests of the cold midnight breeze, going back to that chair. Those lids closed slowly over crystalline depths,when the motion of her chair suddenly stopped--as if the violent hand of another had kept it from obtaining its rhythmic rocking. Eyes widened as a knock sounded loudly upon the door to her chamber...The wind, cold and vile, bit at her skin again...she looked back to the window..but it was closed...::