Descripción
Ophelia stood motionless, her fiery hair blending with the vibrant cloud of smoke behind her, as if her thoughts had burst into colors the world couldn’t contain. A walking contradiction, she carried a serene detachment, yet her eyes burned with the quiet rebellion of someone who knew too much but said too little.
[ mood, nostalgia, smoke, sad, thoughtful ]
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