Aphrodite

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It was the Tribe's Liberation day. And unlike any other day, this one was magical. Celebrating Amazons filled the grassy lands of the Islà. The Huntress had to wear the special liberation outfit, a white dress ornamented with golden lace and silvery shadows. She was beautiful that day.

Heart was powerfully gorgeous. She was the kind of girl to let others know she was, without giving the slightest of hints. Despite being skeletically built, which she found unattractive, her form pulled many. She didn't necessarily like the way she was created, but it certainly gave her enough confidence, knowing that others appreciate it. She had a pale skin, a shadowy figure, a radiance so bright, so shiny, so illuminating, that even Aphrodite was jealous of her. But Heart's beauty didn't stop there. Heart had a spirit, so powerful, that she shook grounds and trembled buildings with it. Heart was proud of her concoction, a spirit that developed in the seventeen years or so of her existence. A spirit that she could talk about in public, and be proud of it. And with it, Heart was beautiful.

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