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Obscurité Musicale Official Trading Cards!

Meg Giry, played by Lena
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:iconphangirloftheopera:
OH IT'S HER!

It's Meg Giry!

--
"It smells good... like alcohol and roses..."
~Elizabeth Rogers

"It's the bebby syndrome. I keep writing bebbies."
~Skazka
:iconalandree:
Yes, it is indeed.

--
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

-TS Eliot, 'The Wasteland'
:iconphangirloftheopera:
:heart: You.

--
"It smells good... like alcohol and roses..."
~Elizabeth Rogers

"It's the bebby syndrome. I keep writing bebbies."
~Skazka
:iconalandree:
:heart:

--
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

-TS Eliot, 'The Wasteland'
:iconphangirloftheopera:
:heart: :kitty: :heart: :kitty:

--
"It smells good... like alcohol and roses..."
~Elizabeth Rogers

"It's the bebby syndrome. I keep writing bebbies."
~Skazka
:iconlenaloves:
AND YOU GOT THE BRAID AND EVERYTHING!This pleases me in the greatest. :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
:iconalandree:
^^;;; I hope she is okay. I decided to put her in something her mother would have made her wear. Because she would. Make her wear that.

--
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

-TS Eliot, 'The Wasteland'
:iconlenaloves:
The eyes obviously say "This is uncomfortable. I want my green tree costume back, kthx?" It really looks like a portrait that an unhappy, 'I don't want to do this' Meg would go in and sit for because her mother or someone else insisted.
:iconalandree:
Someone else being me. SIT DOWN MEG.

--
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

-TS Eliot, 'The Wasteland'

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