#224723 - Pressing her hands firmly against either arm rest of her makeshift throne, a pair of motherly hips rose from their seat; taking one step forward, the silver haired woman appeared to glide effortlessly along the slope of dust beneath her throne, her bare feet coming to rest in the damp grass below. Forgive me? I know you hate being reminded of.
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