No matter where she trotted the world was at her feet, bowing to its uncrowned queen. Her glance stole hearts and her touch was like the spring, too wild and beautiful to be explained and yet everywhere she went, doom followed, like a bride's maid carrying her trail. Make no mistake, it was a doom unintentionally inflicted and yet it was gratefully accepted. For what would be better to have your heart stolen by the fearsome vision in red that glided over the lands, even if it meant eternal heartache.
She lived at the town edge, by the forest. It was misty, dark and deep but she feared it not. She wandered often on the trails forgotten, finding solace in the eerie silence. Often she treaded on the path that led to the cliff edge, wondering what it would be like to go all the way, to take that final step and be free from it all, the piercing stares, the unasked questions and the hubbub of the town. And so she walked one dark night, she walked to the edge, standing at the tip she stared up at the clear sky and then at the wild gleaming sea below. The ravens flew over her head, forming a dark halo, almost like a crown. With her hair flying, a wild gleam in her eye and a smile playing upon her lip, she took that extra step. Her arms spread wide and her eyes closed with a peaceful look upon her face and her dress flailing around her like a lotus at bloom. She fell slowly and the world held its breath watching the enchanting sight. Not a leaf moved, the ravens suspended in mid flight, the sea in mid roar, the wind in mid howl. And then it came, the all mighty crash, lifting the enchantment that had held them all in place...
And all at once there was chaos all around.
This is PERFECT <3 such perfect imagery ... so coherent! Loved it <3
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