Crystal Bank 9

As the curtain on the auction stage gently lifted, an exquisitely beautiful piece of human art was revealed to all present. She seemed like an angel descended to earth, her visage painted in magnificent and sacred hues of gold dust and deep blue, shimmering with enchanting brilliance. Her posture was graceful and mysterious, her expression imbued with an ineffable sanctity and solemnity. What was particularly captivating was the clever dissection and outward display of her scapulae, resembling a pair of beautiful butterfly wings in flight. This piece of art, a depiction of death, served as an eternal coffin, forever preserving the beauty of womanhood in its fragile and ethereal form, drawing gasps of amazement.