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She was death it's self. 

    For her skin was white marble 

and her long mane of hair was dust. Her eyelashes were 

cobwebs in the making. And her eyes were the darkest shade of blue that made you think of a starless midnight sky.

Her white gown was a wafting drift of snow.

And where ever she hovered everything died.

  People spoke of her lethal beauty but as soon as the tale left their lips, their lungs were forever vacant of air. Leaving them to internaly suffacate. 

   People were and am afraid of this creature to this very day, but there are some who have forgotten this deadly beauty and live on.......

                               With her poison in their veins.