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FlamarestiiParticipantRohanName: Flamarestii
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Personality: Quiet, curious, friendly, um can't think of any more personality traits …
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PoinsettiaParticipantHere it is!
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The lake was in the middle of the wooded parkland, framed by a wide expanse of grass and, beyond the grass, the trees. It was like a clear, crystal mirror – it reflected the fire of the autumn leaves, the haunting sight of the geese returning in the spring, and the dark sky at night.
It was said that sometimes, in the misty dawn, or in the cool midnight, or even perhaps in the late afternoon when shadows and sunlight mixed in the waters of the lake – the Maiden of the Lake might be seen, walking slowly along the water's edge. No one knew anything about her, but there were those who had seen her, and could tell you what she looked like. She was pale but fresh-faced. Her eyes were a deep gray, mysterious yet sparkling. Her hair was kinky, cascading down her back in a red-gold stream, flaming where the sunlight was caught in it. Her features were delicate yet spirited, giving the whole face a refined and intelligent appearance. As she walked, she sometimes tipped back her head to gaze at the brilliant sky. Her walk was light and queenly. Under her dark eyelashes her eyes seemed like stars. She might vanish again, to the unknown land she came from, and leave you with a thousand questions unanswered – but it was worth it to have seen for a moment the Maiden of the Lake.
I hope you like it! Btw, everyone, I'm afraid I'm no longer accepting requests for written picturings.
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FlamarestiiParticipantVery nice! Thank you!
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PoinsettiaParticipantGlad you liked it! 🙂
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