Suddenly, out of the shadows a beautiful woman emerges, she has long flowing hair with curls as soft as the wings of a butterfly. Her skin was glowing with the sun shinning down upon it, as if it was made from the softest rose petals found on earth. Her clothing she wore was of a modest type, long skirt, loose top that only her neck and arms were showing. she whistled while she seemed to be preparing something, but what? she was seen placing some split logs in a pile, clasping her hands together she mumbled a few words as a small fire crackled to life. what were these words she spoke? was this some sort of dark magic? or was it something else? The young woman seemed to not care while some onlookers appeared and began watching her movements that which were like a dance which was indeed spell binding. Most of the men from the village started to gather around keeping their eyes on this lovely creature. Seemingly unconcerned at the onlookers the young woman kept on with her task of preparing something. But, what was she doing? is any one out there able to ask? or, do they not dare to at this point in time.
- Written by Gwen Gudkov
Official Storyteller of Hidden Sanctuary Events
- Written by Gwen Gudkov
Official Storyteller of Hidden Sanctuary Events