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(she was a real beauty)


Konan was a real beauty.

Even from such a young age, it was obvious she would bloom.

The girl was gifted with hair that grew a deep river blue, glossed over her face with a shimmer that reminded people of the glitter the sun basked the ocean in at sunset. Her locks were straight, abundant, and she scooped it all up gracefully, into a neat but natural bun, tucked behind a carefully crafted light blue origami flower.

Her eyes were an indescribable shade of grey, something between the ash of a warm fire and the dark silver fur of a predaceous cat. They shone like the moon, liquid night pooled at the center of the orbs. Her eyes were always smiling, no matter what the circumstance; and one of the saddest things to witness were her glazed eyes holding back tears that she wanted to hide. She'd blink the pain away, unintentionally catching a few tears on her long thick eyelashes.

Below her button nose, full lips would always be curved into a smile as well. Her young grin was infamously infectious, flush against her smooth round face. Her optimism was precious, rare in the midst of all the rain and sorrow of where she lived and grew up in, and although her eyes are no longer naïve, her heart is still kind and benevolent, quick to outstretch a hand to someone behind her.

Dainty fingers of fair skin were nimble and controlled when she would, with graceful expertise, fold art from whatever paper she had available, transforming sheets into bouquets of roses, herds of animals, clouds of butterflies…she could put a smile on anyone's face when she presented her creations. People were rather ungrateful about paper, as it was seen everywhere, but she taught them to look at each scrap another way. Each fold, each crease was made swiftly and with care, as if she was nursing a baby animal in her small hands. The fresh and crisp art would then appear suddenly, and she'd sometimes infuse chakra into it, breathing life into flat sheets, molding them to reality.

Divinity, in the most human form.

An angel.

She was so beautiful, it was easy for others to fall in love with her.

And whenever he saw her, his eyes would light up.


Up to you who 'he' is.

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