The Girls Hair

I was a sheltered child, still am now. The other nobles tell my father that it's a bad thing, keeping me in our dusty manor. They don't think I will be able to spread my wings and one day contribute to Hithe. Down with them. I am a Maddling. Genius runs through my veins. Us Maddlings are of the dead, and the dead gives no fucks.

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Das ist, Salis, ja!

I've been itching to draw her for some time now~