Bree
Bree, a childlike lady in the full bloom of youth, stood alone on the beach, gazing over the teal water with her caring navy depths. Her aureate hair danced lightly in the ocean breeze, tickling against one cheek as she smiled to herself with anticipation, resting her cheek against one hand as she clacked the heels of her swarthy boots together. She wore a cinereal shirt that left her alabaster, tinted with henna, arms bare and sepia shorts that looked comfortable and easy to wear. Her caramel strands brushed against her shoulders, complementing her spotless bubble-gum-flushed fair visage.Her thoughts wandered to her days in Link's company. It started on that day, when she had found herself facing mortal danger, desperately in need of a savior. He came in the form of Link, who cut down what danger he could and swept her away from the rest. From then on, they were inseparable. They shared every part of their life with each other. That was how it was to this very day.
(IT SUCKS IDK)
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