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“The witch snipped off her golden hair and cast her out into a great desert”
― Marissa Meyer, Cress

“How's your hand?'

He flexed his bandaged hand, studying the white bindings, stark and clean against his sun-kissed skin. 'I didn't thank you.'

'You don't need to.'

But he shook his head, and his golden hair caught and held the morning light as if it were spun from the sun itself.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“The moonlight from the open window turned his mask silver, and his golden hair- unbound and crowned with laurel leaves- gleamed.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses