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Date Posted: 16:06:11 07/12/03 Sat
Author: Arabella "Wanderer" Dancing Heart
Subject: -*-The Heart that Wanders-*-

Arabella "Wanderer" Dancing Heart

Four summers have past since her first dawn
Dawned as a Fae
Of special blood

Hue of pure moonbeams,
Silver-white,
Tresses like silk and starlight,
A silvery mist that kiss her arch
And flows in moonlit rivers behind her.
Everlasting pools reflect the stars,
The moon,
The sun,
The sky,
And the earth.
Silver star-shaped scar is centered upon crown.

Mind of she is keen
Heart of she will never be tamed
Soul of she will never rest
The rest comes as a thief in the night...
Unknown.



A breath of moonlight in form of a young fae moves forth into the unknown land. Her everlasting pools gaze upon the shadowed scene. Crania lifts and pools soak in the moonlight as stars kiss her flank. So this is where the pathways have brought she. Silver peds lift and fall and kiss the earth in a dance in the moonlight. Would rest meet her here? Thus still lies in the horizon, for she is a wanderer and for a wanderer… there is no rest.
Her heavenly dance comes to a sad end as lobes prick about for any sign of the wind.
Soon she is rewarded by a kiss of the wind against her silver-white arch. It turns her head toward a place of hope, chosen for her. Vigilant peds carry the fae forth… toward a future?


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