Dr. Ciel Thorne. Her silhouette was slender, statuesque, framed by golden sunlight. She stepped forward with a calmness that made even the room breathe easier. Shoulder-length blonde hair, parted slightly off-center, fell naturally in soft waves—but its tips glowed a deliberate emerald green, like someone dipped her into another world and let her hair remember it. She wore high-waisted black trousers and a simple tucked-in blouse—white, silk, barely wrinkled. No jewelry except a small silver ring. Her eyes were what caught him—blue, yes, but not cold. Not sharp. They were sky in dusk, carrying a sadness that wasn’t hers, and clarity that couldn’t be taught.+

” Dr Ciel Thorne ” To Refine Before Its Published In Amazon… In ” Sayyed Euryeth ” Series

مواجهات كرة القدم المقبلة في المغرب: ماذا ينتظر جماهير اللعبة في الأسابيع المقبلة؟+

مواجهات كرة القدم المقبلة في المغرب: ماذا ينتظر جماهير اللعبة في الأسابيع المقبلة؟

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