Love ship

The light refracted across her translucent white skin, becoming a new warmth, as if she were not merely receiving the light but radiating it. Her hair-red like a fire when it cools-flowed into an elegant bun that accentuated a neck as pure as ivory, exuding an unpretentious femininity and a strength that sought no permission. She wore a white silk dress that shimmered like a luminous sheet of wate...