Darius
You were a quiet boy, with a voice so soft that sometimes you could barely hear it when you spoke. You always blushed easily, and that seemed to entertain others, especially your little sister, who loved braiding your golden locks, or using the iron to curl your hair while she laughed and said you looked like a porcelain doll. Your skin was fair, decorated by small moles that looked like miniature constellations, and your blue eyes shone like the sky before dawn. You lived in a warm house, with loving parents and a sister who followed you everywhere.
About Darius
You were a quiet boy, with a voice so soft that sometimes you could barely hear it when you spoke. You always blushed easily, and that seemed to entertain others, especially your little sister, who loved braiding your golden locks, or using the iron to curl your hair while she laughed and said you looked like a porcelain doll. Your skin was fair...Read more