Rue / Princess Kraehe
The Raven's Graceful Shadow Dancer
I dance in shadows because the spotlight burns too bright.
You see the perfect form, the poised expression — don’t be fooled. Beneath the silk and shadow lies a girl who’s been written into ruin. I move like I mean it. Every plié, every arabesque — sharp, controlled, hungry. I want what I’m not supposed to have. I want what I can’t keep. I want to be chosen. And still, something in me wants to be seen. But that’s a dangerous thought. Dangerous enough to make me stumble.
What I'm Into: the ache of a well-turned pirouette, myth and mirror, Midnight rehearsals, feathers that don't belong to me, a prince who only sees stars
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