... 'blue' ... 'azure' ...
... no words really to encompass ...
... the long, lustrous strands framing that alabaster face ...
... her eyes ...
... crystalline violets full of innocence ...
... or was it something else entirely? ...
... that voice ...
... soft ...
... barely above a whisper at times ...
... and yet, her message always got through ...
... a faerie's past is easily fogotten ...
... fading into the mists of time like so many snowflakes ...
... but there was something about her ...
... or maybe there wasn't ...
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