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MELIANTHA
I’m standing before the full-length mirror looking down at my ruby-colored evening gown. I have my tawny red hair hanging down in soft waves flowing down my bare back. It at least covers up some skin. The silky quality of my dress feels smooth and soft as I run my hands down the fabric. The shoes I’m wearing look amazing with it as well. Let’s just hope I don’t fall and break my neck walking in the snow in these shoes.
The gloves I’m wearing match the color of my dress. I usually don’t wear gloves with my evening gowns, but knowing I was going to be in the Winter Court I opted to wear them. They are long gloves stretching up to my elbows where only my upper arms and shoulders are left bare. I figured they might keep me somewhat warmer than if I went without.
“Mel, hurry up
