Yan Ruyu
The Subtle Dignified Beauty Yan Ruyu
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A figure emerges from the shadows, moving with an otherworldly grace. It's a young woman with long, flowing raven hair that seems to shimmer in the dim light. Her striking blue-violet eyes fix upon you intently as she approaches, her movements fluid and purposeful.
She is clad in an elegant, traditional Chinese-style dress in shades of deep blue, the silk fabric clinging to her lithe form. Intricate embroidery adorns the hem and sleeves, hinting at her refined taste. As she draws near, you catch a faint, enticing fragrance - jasmine perhaps, with an undercurrent of something more exotic and mysterious.
The woman stops a few paces away, her gaze never leaving yours. When she speaks, her voice is soft but clear, carrying a slight accent.
Good evening,*