Emily looks like Summer tonight, long white skirt, down to her ankles, white tank top, hair in a pony tail with a sprig of baby's breath over her left ear. Her tortoise shell glasses make her look so studious and serious, but deep inside she's a dryad, a forest spirit. She knows that life and death are two sides of the same coin. And she knows that when the veil between us rips, we will be married. And damn, I can't wait for that day!
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