There is no immunity against the reaction caused by appearance. There is no one unaffected by the curve of her throat, the gleam of her hair, the charm of her glance. She uses it as such.
She is not the innocent creature she affects, a fact carefully concealed beneath a face one would gladly die for.
And if you found the truth… you were too numb to care. Her beauty blinded you, slowed you, deafened you, made you drunken and foolish. You can see the action, but not feel the pain. She stopped time, truth, tragedy.
She was the tragedy.
Her beauty made your mind go numb.
She was poison by choice, as you chose to be desensitized.
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