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[strangenesswithcharm]

Arabella Tulley was the heart and beauty of her clan. Waves of deep auburn hair swung about her waist.  Warm chocolate eyes revealed swirls of warm honey in firelight.  A Soft spray of freckles dusted her nose and soft cheeks perfectly, which were flawlessly structured above a smile as gorgeous as it was contagious.  Her voice sang so sweet it was near angelic as words danced from her tongue and enchanted all those who bent an ear.  Countless men and women thought themselves in love at the sight of her.  More often than not, she found little gifts at her door.  Bouquets of roses, peonies, and foxglove were her favorite.  She’d been gifted boxes of fudge, little toffees, baskets of cheese, smoked meats, and, not least of all, poems and letters.   Shopkeepers offered her lush gowns of velvet and satin without charge only to find themselves sold out of every last piece in weeks to come.  Everyone wanted to emulate the gorgeous Arabella. While her beauty was the pleasure of those around her, it was nothing but a burden to Arabella herself.

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