Tiahmani

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Something was familiar about her: as dark and wild and dangerously beautiful as a thunderstorm. `{`...`}` Her hair tumbled past her shoulder blades, the sides twisted back and accented with wraps of silver and mahogany feathers. Below her left ear was a constellation of five freckles. `{` ... `}` Her face, while it had been pretty, was now striking, her tanned skin supernaturally radiant, as though she were dusted in pyrite bronzer. Behind her, two massive, coffee-colored wings blotted out the view of the lake.