There was once a woman as beautiful as the silver moon and as sweet as the springs first bloom. Her hair, dark enough to be considered black to the untrained eye, floated after her as she walked. It shined with the glow of a thousand suns. In her hair were always flowers, the deepest of purple, just like her eyes. If you ever got a chance to look into those eyes you would see the innocence of a child pure and untouched by the evil of this corrupt world. Her nose was sweet and simple. It was just one straight line perfectly placed between her eyes and her lips. Her lips were blood red, and as soft and smooth as a petal dropped from a freshly clipped rose. Now for her body she was the definition of the perfect human being, no lines out of place, no excess tissue, no wrinkle or blemish to mess up her skin which was olive toned and shimmered like gold, and her curves were beyond words. She moved with the grace of a thousand tiny dancers, and had wit that surpassed any man’s on the face of this or any other planet.
Well firstly I liked this, it was good. I won't bother nitpicking about grammer because I have to dash in a minute. But one thing I will say is deep purple eyes? Is that normal? I just got the impression that this was a view of the character who was a normal person but looked like an angel. But purple eyes? That's definately not human. I dunno maybe you intended it to be that way.
Anyway, I liked it so Well Done. It was a good piece of description. ~Lydia
thank you and no her eyes weren't really deep purple but they were always a weird color that i could never figure out i loved her eyes and i couldn't remember what color they really were so deep purple sounded intense and as you said angel like i loved her so much and to me she was an angel
