glassforest
Ah the slow burn that fills my chest and there it is...liquid courage to be me and say what needs to be said. I am not hiding but truly myself with such a tonic. Such a shame I can't be me without it.
It lay desolate and barren. This wasteland was once a beautiful, thriving city full of wonder and prosperity. Now it is nothing and hold no sentiment to anyone. Such a shame when great empires become wastelands.
Waver! what a boring word. Not much to really say about a waver. I think of relief, happiness, an exhale of breathe at being waved from something horrible.
Illuminates the eyes with smokey color for a daring on the town look. All colors of the rainbow can be used to bring out the eye color. Can be done elaborately or simply.