damia ravin speaks fluent sarcasm (contrabandist) wrote in emillion, |
The powder room mirror was practically as big as the room itself, Damia found. This was hardly her first, not even her second or third, time being here, but it never ceased to alarm her. She stared into the blue eyes staring right back, absorbed with her reflection not out of vanity, but surprise. How her father would've appreciated how she cleaned up. |