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Grecian Tunics by Celestialhost, literature
Literature
Grecian Tunics
Kent, 1905 It was a warm summer evening and Penelope and Margaret were on the garden lawn of Shadowelk Hall. They were not dressed in their usual attire, but were wearing ancient Greek tunics and were barefoot. With them was an brown-haired American woman, who was dressed in the same classical garb."Please let us continue the lesson, Isadora," pleaded Penelope to the American woman."No, I'm sorry Mrs. Grecian, I cannot continue teaching the pair of you to dance. With all due respect to you, I am afraid I can't perceive any talent at all in you. You simply have no natural elegance. I have not tried to teach anybody as clumsy as I find you ...
Anastasia: A Jewish Girl's Tale Ch 17 by MagicMovieNerd, literature
Literature
Anastasia: A Jewish Girl's Tale Ch 17
As the afternoon turned into the evening, some familiar friends exited the Chanel shop on the Avenue De Montaine in brand new attire. Anya was wearing a bright purple dress with a matching chiffon scarf and high heels, and her hair was done in a bun; Sellah was dressed in a light periwinkle dress, white pantyhose, blue shoes, a gold belt with a matching necklace, and her hair was done in a half-ponytail. The two girls looked around with excitement as the citizens of Paris were boisterous with happiness.
“Lovers!” an accordion player announced as Dmitri (dressed in a new suit) came and took Anya’s hand.
“Ooh-la-la!” chuckled a woman who was...
BLJaR Meet Anastasia Chapter 6 by HewyToonmore, literature
Literature
BLJaR Meet Anastasia Chapter 6
Chapter 6*On an early morning in the city of Paris, located at the heart of this grand city was the Dowager Empress's Manor. On this most particular day, a young woman is doing her best "Anastasia” for the Empress herself, who sits hidden in the shadow of a chair in her study. Her cousin Sophie and her cat, Tillie, stand nearby and watch as the woman attempts to appease the Empress*Young Woman: Mm. Ah, yes, I remember so well. Uncle Yashin was from Moscow… Uncle Boris was from Odessa. And every spring--Empress Marie: *finishing the sentence*…we would take the picnics by the shore on Sunday. *leans into the light* Haven't you anything bett...
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