M00nTears

I see you but do you see me? No one seems to see the truth of who I be at my core, at my heart in my soul... I am neither perfect yet I am - divinely so I know, as it was decreed by deity I see you... but do you see me? Are you looking at the mask that is my face? Or the heart of everything, that makes up the whole of who I be... I see you, but do you see me? Appearances, while often pretty can also be dangerously misleading.. I see you, but do you see me? The passion, the fire the brilliance that is my soul? That shines and burns like a thousand suns. I see you, but do you see me? The dreams, aspirat

     "Lady Ehzra, Lady Ehzra," a young boy of no more than six cried as he bounded for the quaint old cottage of the local medicine woman. He had short curly golden blond hair with bright blue eyes and wore simple brown peasants clothes. Morning Glorys had grown up one corner of the house and covered the edge just below the roof. It added for an extra magical and homy feel of going to an old beloved grandmothers house. Ehzra was tending to her herb and vegetable garden when the child came forth. She was a maid no older than at least twenty-three summers old with a beauty that rival that of the Elves with her long fl