Hair dark as the night and thick as the hay, split in two large braids, filled with the scent of the mountains. Hair adorned with colorful threads and vivid yarn - even the wind stops blowing before her beauty. Eyes brown like the forest, protruding from beneath the thick bangs, barely touched by the bright sun rays. Lips-crimson and red, thick, puffed, always smiling as if inked with water. In front of her beauty the mountains stood silent. So feminine and yet so innocent the young shepherdess wandered freely the fields of Peru with her herd. MIKAY’s beauty was unparalleled.

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