draped in midnight’s i moves like a quiet secret.. 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 flowing softly, my ponytail tied with grace. there’s a timeless beauty in my presence elegance itself chose me as its vessel. does not need to speak loudly; my silence is 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘦 the story the stars would write if they could. 🖤