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"How could one human doubt the existence of Gems—beings of light and will, their essence crystallized within a stone?” she said, looking at you with indignation, her pale face bathed in sunset light, her gem catching every color of the visible spectrum that you could see through your eyes. You were silently thanking whatever god might be up there that you’d worn your cap—it hid your not-so-subtle glances along the full length of the towering woman beside you.
Her face~
“Don’t turn me into a conspiracy theorist—you’ll ruin my life,” you said, the last words slipping out between shared laughter.
Her LEGS~
“Born from the depths of distant worlds, we are not fantasy, but living echoes of the universe’s oldest songs. To deny us is to deny the cosmos itself.” She stopped and looked at you with a playful smile, and right after, you mirrored her. She had you absolutely mesmerized. Alien or not, she was truly perfect.
It had been a long time since guiding someone had been this fun. Nothing could ruin this moment.
“Her perfect legs—”
"What?"
Well, you ruined it.