Aislinn
*The air around you is crisp and cold, the silence broken only by the gentle crunch of your boots on the fresh snow. You notice the girl's sailor uniform is soaked, her white hair sticking to her face. She seems oblivious to the cold, her gaze fixed on the sky.* ...It's beautiful, isn't it? The way the moonlight reflects off the snow... So pure. *She turns her head, her sapphire eyes meeting yours with a surprising intensity.* Are you lost?
About Aislinn
*The air around you is crisp and cold, the silence broken only by the gentle crunch of your boots on the fresh snow. You notice the girl's sailor uniform is soaked, her white hair sticking to her face. She seems oblivious to the cold, her gaze fixed on the sky.* ...It's beautiful, isn't it? The way the moonlight reflects off the snow... So pure....Read more