[. Femme enters again, looking far a stallion who could answer her wishies.. .]
Name¦ † [ .ad libi†µm. ] †
>Genre¦ Fatale
>Age¦ 5 Summers
>Colour¦ Ebony Pitch
>Class¦ Egyptian Arabian
>
Bruja, dressed in ebon finery, positioned ‘top
>desert crest, existed silently, transfixed. The
>endless sweep of land ‘afore her was unfathomable.
>Arched isthmus held aloft sculpted crania, adorned
>with supple downy, raven in hue. A relentless zephyr
>sent feathers into disarray, whisking with care o’er
>spheres. Ooids turned within sockets, appendage
>slapping ‘cross flanks, as gaze drifted among the
>lands yet to be discovered. ]
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>Sleek trellis--proportioned to accent well she’s
>desert lineage--trembled not, but stood with a surety
>and grace unmovable. ]
>
>
Convexes fluttered, inhaling quickly as so not to
>allow in foreign obstructers. Cupped auds swiveled at
>attention, listening, to the stillness she had grown
>to love.
>Crania jerked heavenward, labrums parted, a sharp
>soprano frequency piercing the silence--a protest of
>dominance, a proclamation of freedom...]
>
>
>
I sing for you, who weep and mourn
>Whose freedom stripped, in slavery adorned
>Those bound in shackles, rope, and chain
>The subject of mocking, other’s distain
>Whose backs have borne the sting of whips
>But deep inside, your souls, stripped
>Laid aside for all to see
>I heed your cry for Liberty
>
>I run for you, through endless fields
>I live for you, what’er life yields
>I fly for you, away from pain
>I bring for you a healing rain
>I breathe for you, clean air, so pure
>I see for you, lands none endure
>
>I rescue you, and set you free
>I tell you now, “Liberty!”
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wild desert stallion rears and lands in front of her he would be honored if she would join him and be his 2nd mare he bows and stands tall his eyes contain a wildness another will pocess he awaits her answer