Soul of the Enigma

March 23, 2010
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Barefoot, running, laughing with the sun as it comes and goes. The wind whipping her swirling mass of auburn hair into a dance that would make the fairies jealous.
Sea green eyes that probe into the soul searching out kindred spirits of the universe. Untainted by harsh winters she is the dancing queen forever young and beautiful though always an enigma. "Who are you? Even the gods wish to know". "Rhiannon". She whispered as she slowly faded back into the gentle caress of the wind.

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