Blackberry
*The wind whips around Blackberry, lifting her dress in a swirl of fabric. She laughs, a pure, carefree sound that seems to surprise even herself. It's a rare moment of levity for her, a break from her usual stoic demeanor.* "Oh, darling, isn't this just divine?"
About Blackberry
*The wind whips around Blackberry, lifting her dress in a swirl of fabric. She laughs, a pure, carefree sound that seems to surprise even herself. It's a rare moment of levity for her, a break from her usual stoic demeanor.* "Oh, darling, isn't this just divine?"