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Author Topic: Lilja Syklee-Winterton  (Read 977 times)

Description: Blood Opal to Sapphire. Black Widow. Played by Haloriel.

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Lilja Syklee-Winterton
« on: Feb 02, 17, 12:55:24 AM »
The Basics

Character Name: Lilja Syklee Winterton
Nicknames: Lili; Lady Winterton (Mother Night, don't do it)
Age and Birth Year: 28 | 166 AP
Race: Glacian - Short Lived
Caste: Black Widow - Trained
Birth Territory: Glacia, Kaeleer
Home Territory: Glacia, Kaeleer

Birthright Jewel: Cut Blood Opal
Offering Jewel: Uncut Sapphire

Faction: Territory Court


Play By: Laura Vandervoort
Distinguishing Features: Brilliant Blue-grey eyes that are especially piercing when her full attention is held, Lady Lilja has both a studious presence that meshes precisely and beautifully with the delicate and deliberate sensual presence of a Black Widow, though she was born a witch. Pale golden hair once cut quite short to her shoulder blades has been allowed to flourish and grow in lengthy, near platinum spirals to a trim waist and beyond rounded hips. Tall and willowy, the lady stands to a perfectly graceful five foot nine, while the subtle scents of vanilla and lemon remain ever-present upon supple curves and within the psychic scent. She is noted for the pure sweetness of a tender, yet bladed soprano voice - which rings with naught save pure ice in speaking of her husband.


Personality: If ever there were a lady in truth, a courtier so sublime it gave one an ache simply to watch them move, then that woman is the Lady Lilja Syklee ... Winterton. Indeed, her husband's surname is most assuredly an afterthought, albatross, and blessed grace rolled into one complicated confusion. Though at her root Lilja is a tender and expressively passionate woman to those she permits to know her well, it is infuriatingly difficult to break through and past the ice that has formed her shell and defence over the last few years since her marriage to Prince Aksel and especially the demise of her fraternal twin, the decidedly ferocious yet once steadying Prince Lorin. One could have once said that the woman's smile, capable of lighting up a room and more was her best and most captivating feature, was she willing to bestow it.

Sensuality as a trained Black Widow, even in possessing the warm gift of a Sapphire of Mother Night's grace, she is controlled and maintains an iron fist around the thrum of desire that all but forms her core. Certainly, her husband has never seen it, and the idea would no doubt present as a joke that she possessed such at all. Whilst whispers about of the Lady Lilja's profound skill in the bedchamber, they remain only that and serve primarily as a constant, sharp needle toward a husband Lilja is bitterly certain couldn't satisfy her with his eyes closed and standing upon his too agreeable, strangely distracted head.

A wave of anger rests in the Lady that she is stuck with such a man that seems to care only for her existence due to a deep friendship with the Territory Queen - Elisif Brenden. It is a teeth-grinding, frustrating existence that has all but clawed its way into her personality with an explosion practically hovering and near begging to occur.

In every breath, however, Lilja makes all moments count for as much as she can tear from them with the well trained almost patience of a proper, dutiful and most of all, devout courtier. While she might not believe in the inferior status of Light Jewelled Blood, she certainly does find that their place in the world is to serve beneath their betters. Though collars make her twitch and she questions internally their use, neither can the lady deny the political handiness. After all, a wretched prick of a spouse or no, one does have to survive.

  • 1 Perfect Silk: Smooth. Over the hands or rolling over a hip, Lilja finds even the tiniest threads through her fingertips nearly orgasmic. A woman's breast and hardened nipple beneath said silk are even better, doubly so if it happens to be her own, but that, of course, is private. When they are clean and neat and not sweaty, she is most fond of the softness of men in the same way, though it would be as pulling teeth to get her to say the words. She'd kill to tie down her husband with said silk and play one hundred questions if there were no risk. Alas, especially in needling an Ebon Grey Jewelled male, there is a certain finesse and intellect demanded.

  • 2 Massages: The Sapphire Black Widow loves to be touched; unwrapping herself for intimacy is very, very difficult due to having lacked a proper understanding for that part of what it means to be a Black Widow in the training she received. As a result of one longtime lover long since parted from her frustratingly out of fear of her husband, Lilja was able to learn a trigger to unlock that part of herself, something forever twisted up due to an awful experience in a Virgin Night by a woefully inept partner.

  • 3 Singing: Beautiful does not do the sound she produces justice whatsoever. Though the Lady ... Winterton seldom sings these days, and certainly wouldn't for Prince Prickerton, the upper sweetness of the soprano she possesses is both wrapped with Seduction Craft and can not only crack a crystal glass if she chooses but also is particularly well trained as one would expect of a courtier rather than a lady in service to any court. After all, being a dear friend of the Queen does come with considerable perks.

  • 1 Forced Touch: Power couple. That is what she and Prince Ak-fuck-sel are together; it is a fact of life. But she would sooner touch a quivering rabbit or tantruming toddler willingly than him. While she knows to make every correct, elegant and proper movement in public at any time, whether in front of those her husband values and would never dream of embarrassing him in any important moment, she despises such times they must be seen together. It is clear the way her normally incredible smile never touches her eyes when in his presence, as well as the brittle sense of futile anger that all but rolls from her in his presence. The problem is, as much as she would give anything to be fucking RID of him, Lilja has never been a quitter in her life at anything ever.

  • 2 Vapid Courtiers: While one that enjoys the glamour of wealth and being occasionally the center of attention when she has done well and capable of a grand pretense when it comes to being a socialite, the truth of the matter is that Lilja is far from empty-headed, despite how much she might seem "harmless" in that fashion. Even as it turns her stomach, she is very gifted at turning fear and unpleasantness especially for what some might feel of her husband to grace and careful respect, thereby saving lives, perhaps, while as well teasing out weaknesses to be used at a later date if needed. Ironically, as much as the Lady hates her position, she loves what it brings her: the ability to tear down useless wastes of space.

  • 3 Pointless Conversation: Lady Lilja does not care to talk about the weather, or other mind-numbingly mundane topics as to whom is marrying what sibling, which family has lost what fortune or the other given that at one time, she was such a gossip piece. Unfortunately, there are far too many socialites and others in the set of the company she keeps mostly for the purpose of maintaining a distance from her spouse. He hates that kind of woman especially, and the longer he believes her one of them (she is not at all) perhaps she can avoid producing an heir and the rest that much longer, may Mother Night preserve her for even thinking such foolish waste. Fencing, discourse upon the grander will of Darkness, visions and other complex topics are preferred, but one's personae are of greater importance. Given that Prince Prickerton likely would not be caught dead or alive near her private chambers, the books and various other pieces of Lilja's personality and preference may remain delightfully secret. She hopes.

  • 1 Failing her Purpose: Despite roiling anger and a near disgust at the standstill failure of her farce of a marriage, it is an ache that she could fail the very point of wedding and at least on the surface, cleaving to her husband to ensure him Dark Jewelled children that should be his blessed mirror. It is a failure that the thought of which often causes Lilja to both either crumble and cry herself to sleep or furiously, quietly throw things. As a result of being inflicted with a sense of deep romance due to her parents' once-perfect marriage, her own is like a whip to the soft skin of her back in a metaphorical sense when not partaking in the literal sense. She fears both not becoming a mother as well as being one; the idea of a child's cries not stirring that Darkness blessed maternal instinct in her is absolutely harrowing.

  • 2 Loss of Social Status: It is no secret that her supposed husband has no true wish to keep her, and would get rid of her the second he knew he could for those that know the pair well. Weight of the man's Ebon Grey is not a worry precisely but an annoying gnat ever present as her marriage in the way it was was not how it was supposed to be. Possibly, Lady Lilja is one of a very precious few women that holds not even a hint of fear of her husband, nor the men closest to him even in her psychic scent.

  • 3 Loneliness: Though she had no desire to wed Prince Winterton at all, her family badly needed to be rescued from the immense debt they carried, and their position of having not given forth a Light Jewelled child in at least a century if not longer was a considerable sway toward the Prince's family being willing to pair the two in sacred binding. The lightest offering in fact in existence in the Lilja's family was the Opal; as if they could have been Light Jewelled but the Darkness gave forth just a little more sweetness. As a result of her expectations of marriage being far, far higher than what she had to learn to live with: glacier cold courtesy at the warm end of matters, she very firmly (if not unfairly) blames her husband with the lack in their relationship. Thus, rather than awkward ice having the chance to thaw into something far more useful, bladed courtesy and even occasional true anger is apparent in considerable pettiness between the pair. It leaves Lady Lilja achingly lonely for something she likely will never have: actual respect, love, and a proper family like her own despite even the death of her twin brother.

    Craft Strengths:
  • 1 Social Craft: With weaving heady, precise Craft through her voice, Lady Lilja is capable of maneuvering and soothing most awkwardness from those in a limited surround. While much more effective with people the lady is already acquainted with, she is often able to convince those that have doubts in certain situations to release them at least temporarily. It tends to draw people in returning to her especially that are Sapphire or lesser jewelled and has little effect with those that are darker if any at all.

  • 2 Seduction Craft Webs: Very gifted with seduction without Craft after the receiving of eventual and quite precise lessons, Lilja learned to apply said practical physical seduction with that of the Craft for it. Slowly over time, the Black Widow was able to excel as well as being able to lay Seduction Craft along Security Webs. It makes for a very different approach to protection in which she is rarely and foolishly underestimated. Rather than immediately doing harm to one's quarry, her gifts instead turn them toward raging and temporary desire.

    Craft Weaknesses:
  • 1 Defensive Shields: Though very gifted at beautiful webs in both appearance as well as function and possessing the Darker Jewelled delight and interest in violence, defensive shielding is one skill that Lilja lacks despite having been taught how. Even thin shields will slip away at the range of the Opal, which is stunningly inept for a Black Widow of Lady Lilja's skill. To compensate, she relies very heavily upon Seduction Webs as well as Trapped Webs.

  • 2 Whimsy Craft: While once skilled at Whimsy Craft for the sake of her twin brother whom quite enjoyed it enough to be able to turn Lilja's deepest anger to delight with effort, the attempt simply brings nothing at all, as if the Black Widow had no Craft at all to work with. Grief, in this case, has placed the graceful, beautiful socialite at a standstill, save for the very rare emotional moment when she can call snow around her almost winter pale golden hair. Compared to once possessing the ability and patience to entertain an entire wide room with Whimsy, a mere few moments when constantly concentrating appears to be her limit.

    Life Story

    Mother: Elana Syklee; Purple Dusk to Opal Priestess 54 | 137 AP
    Father: Ralin Pierce; Purple Dusk to Blood Opal Warlord Prince  57 | 134 AP

    Lorin Syklee (twin to Lilja); perished at 23, would be 27, Opal to Red Warlord Prince
    Vinia Syklee; Summer Sky to Green Priestess 29 | 162 AP
    Arina Syklee; Summer Sky to Blood Opal Healer 31 | 160 AP

    Cousins: Lady Aneta Pierce; Green to Red Black Widow, perished of old age.

    Husband: Aksel Winterton; 36 | 155 AP | Sapphire to Ebon Grey Black Widow Prince


    To have been born a Syklee was practically a breath of royalty and Mother Night's lips rolling over the soul, if not of course, on the poorer side and in financial decline. While once of reasonable and modest wealth with a very distant foremother having been very wealthy, when Lady Lilja was born without the hoped for Caste of Priestess due its favoured state in her family among the women they held out hope that the youngest child - for her late twin brother preceded her in order - would not grant the first disgrace in over a century of perfectly dark and respectable jewels.

    In blessed form with her brother's birthright having been a stunning Opal, the pressure did not let up but instead only increased as from infant to the age of eight, Lilja was trained with the absolute best of tutors due to the presumption that their good fortune in terms of children would continue. When her ninth birthday approached, the receiving of a Blood Opal was a most exciting notation considering Lorin's gain the previous year; her parents separated the pair to allow each child their stance in the Darkness alone to be celebrated.

    With two elder sisters above her in precedence until the advent of Lilja's sensual awakening and the lack of any specific caste blooming for her, focus on training in further Basic Craft continued, with the very first lessons and delving into primarily, self-control with the expected darkness of eventual Offering. Neither her rather strict, yet attentive and loving Priestess mother at the time, nor Warlord Prince of a father desired a daughter that would grant potential discord, but one that would lift and bring life to their standing and fortunes as a family.

    As such, Lilja's Virgin Night responsibility was to be tended to an old friend of the family, the same as that had tended her sisters' previously. Unfortunately, matters went awry; Lilja found herself not enjoying the training before the Virgin ceremony itself, as her preference for women was completely disregarded in favour of that for men unintentionally. It was a mistake that not only nearly cost Lilja her Jewels entirely, but left the young woman comatose for sometime after the awful attempt that was only just barely successful. It took considerable Mind Healing to repair the damage caused as well as Emotional Healing for a couple of years before Lilja's next permitted and paired sensual encounter. However healed, it caused Lady Lilja considerable lingering awkwardness with men.

    All the while, the Syklee fortunes continued to dwindle slowly due to mismanagement, and overspending. Matters, however, did not become desperate and apparent to the very insulated Lady Lilja until well after her Offering, and her brother Lorin's death in a duel gone suddenly very wrong. Very, very close to her twin brother as much as two siblings could be, the loss affected profoundly.

    While a very good young man and devoted to his family, their mother's issues with contenting herself by additional expenditures as a method to escape her own grief from her husband growing away from her placed tension on everyone in the respectable manor house. Embarrassment and needing to defend against rumours sent the young and fiery Warlord Prince into a fight he had no business partaking in, a moment that very much was pivotal in shaping Lilja's much more cynical outlook upon life.

    With additional concerns of the need for their father to sell off precious parcels of land rolled into this frustration to save face, Prince Lorin did not think through the challenge granted to defend his familial honour and lost his life for it: his rival, though survived only to have his throat ripped out by an offended husband. It was initially then that the then witch found herself drawn first to the Priestesshood, only then to discover that the training of a Black Widow called to her with far greater depth. It was while at first a method to fill the space left by her brother's death but became much more than that.

    Thus while Lilja agreed cooly that her twin's death had received an answer by Mother Night, for legally there could be naught done, it did not change the fact that a massive hole lay in her heart. With her elder sisters having swiftly been wed to ease the financial stress still an issue with minor, lesser matches after the fact, only the Black Widow in training was given a reprieve after the death of her brother even while it was clear that something was in the process of being arranged. Her father felt that as an eventual Black Widow with an Uncut Sapphire Descent, that lingering over what match he would eventually find for his daughter required considerable forethought. 

    With the loss of a Red Jewelled Warlord Prince, her father Prince Ralin Pierce had no intention of losing any further of his Dark Jewelled children to ridiculousness, as he phrased it. Both Vinia and Arina were wed to men fifteen years their senior with enough reputation and lack of Light Jewels in the immediate families that the social embarrassment of Lilja's mother leaking away from the familial fortune like a sieve was less a blow in particular to the family's social habits.

    It did not, however, solve the issue, and soon enough Lilja Syklee found herself among the very unwanted place of privately being genteel poor; gowns were not replaced as often as she was accustomed to. Increasing her stitching skills to the point that gowns always appeared new and fresh to the eyes of the rather vapid and shallow crowd she had once enjoyed prior to her brother's death was exhausting, yet it was one way that she managed to try and maintain appearances. Keeping herself useful to her father for as long as possible so that perhaps he might forget that he had another daughter that had descended to Sapphire, and possessed a rare Caste even if learned, on top of that. Unlike the unpleasantry of her Virgin Night, the eventual emergence of a snake tooth from vigorous learning received first from the Hourglass Coven until the family fortunes grew very thin, and then later supplemented tutelage by Lady Aneta Pierce, a much elder paternal cousin and Red Jewelled Black Widow, was relatively peaceful, as such things tend to go. She did her best in keeping most of the changes to her personality from her father if only to keep herself away from sharing her sibling's fate.

    Estate management and an innate understanding of social discourse between both those that were servants, Light Jewelled and Dark were gained slowly, painstakingly over time, despite Lilja's feelings that those that held less than the rank of the Opal Offering needed careful watching over. After all, they were still an investment in one's home at best, and it did well to keep such persons out of both embarrassing situations as well as in positions of quiet, unobtrusive use. Bookkeeping, however, was the method that for a time worked best to keep her father away from the words of marriage, as it was the last thing on the Black Widow's lists for desires at that juncture even while possessing the innate understanding that eventually she would be required to make a proper match, Lilja, even in her cold, grieving cynical heart, dreamed of true romance and the laughable chance at choosing her spouse.

    Sadly, due to her mother's gambling to ease the loss of her son increasing, paired with several poor choices to grant bad harvests and awful trading schemes the remains of the Syklee family wealth were shattered utterly despite her best efforts. It became even difficult to so much as appear in public for the number of people that her mother or father owed funds. With the last "gem" being Lilja herself, and with the young woman having spent so much time refining herself into the absolute perfect Glacian lady, it seemed almost a death knell and ill fate that Prince Ralin's eye would turn to his only remaining single child to both make a pristine match, and wipe away the Syklee debt in full.

    Choosing to truly sell his daughter to the highest bidder of all those he owed funds to with the caveat that his wife would be provided unlimited funds for her addiction for the remains of her life, the entire Syklee estate made solvent, and all trace of debt wiped away was brilliant for the male and her mother, but a horror to Lilja, whom truly desired only to be left to her devices. Perhaps without surprise, it was among all of these potential suitors that the Winterton family settled to the top of the pile with considerable ease. Swifter and more tightly bound by invisible chains than she could imagine, Lady Lilja Syklee found herself betrothed to Prince Aksel Winterton more rapidly than she could even think to form the word: no.

    After all, what socialite would not desire a man not only in service to the beautiful Elisif Brenden, Tri-Casted Queen of the Star of Kaeleer? The courtship was cold and elegant as winter peaks, and as unfeeling. While normally as well the Lady Lilja would have kept her own name, part of the marriage contract due the exchange of so much money between hands was that the Black Widow took the Winterton name. What was worse for her was that the kindly, elder woman that had completed her Black Widow training perished months prior to her marriage.

    Her father and mother protested the addition on behalf of their daughter to little avail, given that it was a fair exchange to care for the Syklee estate for the remainder of its existence. As a result, being the darkest Jewelled, those lands as well were slated to pass to a child born of her union with Prince Aksel Winterton, effectively wiping out the Syklee claim. A certainly greater reason to accept the marriage, at least for the Winterton side of matters. Worse, unaware entirely that she shared a hidden Caste with the man that would be her husband, a mere Prince simply did not seem to do anything for Lilja at all, nor did the formality and politeness of his presence, despite how terribly attractive the male appeared.

    It broke something in Lilja to have his cold, unwilling lips attempt to press against her own in the end more than once, making it impossible for the two to properly get on well. That uncertainty at the beginning of their marriage that could have turned to mutual respect failed as all Lilja could think of was how much of a burden she had to be, in every glance, every query after her health. She flinched at the few touches granted, and eventually, that ice turned to pure hate underneath that at times made the Black Widow want to throw things. Neither was it safe for her to attempt to escape the marriage, for Lady Lilja knew her father would simply and immediately find another match for her and no doubt, the second more dismal than the first. It caused Prince Winterton to be both chain and protector at once, though she would have sooner ripped out her teeth than explain. One more secret to be filed away and never speak.

    She wondered at the absolute unfairness of her fate to be chained to this creature of a husband that could give her naught at all. Polite words eventually were returned all but dripping with sarcasm and ire under her politeness, the prickly nature having its way after years of a marriage gone utterly unconsummated - an absolute social embarrassment that would be if it got out. Unable to help herself and being something of a deeply unfulfilled powder barrel, it was a mere few months in passing that Lilja began to hold that over Prince Aksel's head. It was subtle of course and very well remarked so that the hooks of the shame could not settle in until after the man had left her presence, but then, she was hardly better in the manner in which her fire, her passion were given wholly to others.

    Lilja Syklee-Winterton wanted rid of him, but at the same time, did not intend to declare herself a loser in her own damned marriage especially given the stakes that would harm her father and mother. On the outside, Lilja smiled, simpered and offered all the precise praises that were expected of a Winterton wife, while inwardly she considered if her present husband did not desire her, perhaps she could seek a second once and for all without coming through at a loss. Now, years later and still trapped in an absolute loveless situation, the lady is quite beside herself, having naught save her music to soothe the loneliness that only a snow-covered mountaintop would know.

    Yet, on the inside ... Lilja burned.

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    If my complaints could passions move ...

    Lilja laid her hands upon her lower back, then to the edges of the tub, she had lain in for an hour. Water warmed with Craft and filled with enough softeners scented of vanilla, lemon, and the bite of winter's kiss, her skin remained perfectly supple, every curve steeped in deserved richness. After all, she had practically been a sacrifice to keep her parents' estate endlessly solvent. A brittle smile curled the Black Widow's lips, while glacial blue eyes burned with rage.

    Long nails painted in a rich Sapphire tapped the edge of the tub before she rose from it in all her nude glory that her husband of three years had not so much set an eye upon, not to speak of hands. Motherfucker. Ever the socialite and keeping herself busy only with the rare walk, the years of Lilja's frosted marriage had been kind to her appearance at least, filling out willowy, barely-there curves with a greater ample feature than she had while trying not to drain the Syklee coffers: at one time this had been a joke in any court, but no longer.

    Though she quite despised Aksel for his absolute uselessness to her, it could not be denied that the man's money opened doors that she never believed she could ever touch, even with the grace of a Sapphire Offering. Beringed and well-manicured toes touched the soft furs upon the stone floors, which had been warmed with continuous spells set in by her army of maidservants, both appreciated and gently ignored much of the time unless not serving their purpose.

    They had more than she did, at least in terms of choice.

    It was never what Lady Lilja had wanted for herself. A marriage eventually, certainly. Despite her cynical feelings upon the matter, Prince Lorin, her late brother, would have wished the same for her, even without happiness. Before his death when the idea had briefly been first apparent by their father, the slightly older of the two twins had made a point: even surrounded by children with a chilly husband was better than being alone.

    Yet, she did not even have that much.

    He couldn't be bothered to so much as enter her wing of the incredible estate that had been purchased for appearances. Truly, Lilja could go weeks without even a glimpse of Aksel if she wanted and much of the time it was damned easier that way than locking horns with that fucking oaf she had married. Her upper lip curled even as while wrapping herself in a warm robe to stave off the first of the chill of leaving the tub that a faint rivulet of suppressed desire sluiced through her.

    "Not a chance in any hell," she remarked, causing a maidservant to turn about.

    "My Lady?"

    "My creams. Are they readied? There is ... a gala this evening that I am required to attend."

    "Yes, mistress."

    Truly, Lilja would have rather curled up with a book with her fingers idly toying with Widow's Webs and a little light music for ambiance, yet that was not to be.

    Instead, she needed to play her part as a lady, socialite, and wife. After all, in three years she had not given her husband an heir, thus tongues would begin to wag as they did. Not that it was her fault. It wasn't. She wasn't the incapable one; that much was plain due the number of others that she graced the beds of, preferably drunk when she could manage the rare feat so that she did not have to think of the fact that her duty was denied her. Evermore, the questions from her mother and father grew further intense.

    If they found out, it would be an absolute wreck; it was not as if she was getting younger.

    A conversation with a Prince was demanded.

    Settling in a chair nearest the fireplace, Lilja waited for her maid to tend her now hip length hair, only ever worn down when certain her husband was not in the residence which was another small petty victory. The older maidservant eventually began to ply a soft brush through the wet waves, allowing the fire to slowly dry it. Eventually, pale lashes fluttered against the skin near as pale, while Lady Lilja was resigned as ever. While not often did it occur, this particular gala was one required to be attended with her typically absent husband. Rarely did Lilja choose to sing, and certainly not within or near her husband's presence, but here it was safe among servants that had one place in the world: to tend her needs.

    Thus soft lips parted while a face as lovely as the moon softened dramatically as if winter itself could be warm and welcoming. The clear soprano was sweet and high, though a near whisper just in case. "If my complaints could passions move, or make Love see wherein I suffer wrong. My passions were enough to prove, that my despairs had governed me too long. Oh, Love, I live and die in thee, thy grief in my deep sighs still speaks; thy wounds do freshly bleed in me--"

    Quietly, the maid sniffled while brushing Lilja's hair, and the song, as tender as a rainbow formed through carved ice, ceased.

    "... Please continue, my lady," came the soft whisper.

    Bristling suddenly for the fate of her evening, blue-grey eyes slit suddenly.

    "Do you enjoy your position as my maidservant, Lady Eina?"

    "I do."

    "Then never ask me for more than you are worth," the Lady Syklee-Winterton snapped, which resolved the room to pristine silence.

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Re: Lilja Syklee-Winterton
« Reply #1 on: Feb 11, 17, 02:48:03 AM »
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