what Aradia lacks

blue folds with shaken pain golden water flows down her face near gilded lips, who bloom like stars as fire flies kiss her coral ear lobes

aurora eyes flushed gently through blood blois against her angelic neck her breast lives from deep belly breath green woody feet, rooted near the ruddy surface

freely gliding towards her left a twilight fae kneeling near-by watching her dance by black's great pool fingering the soil as if it was her

chills riding up her spine aroused by the moons Creole light closing her eyes, she feels him there wanting him to come over and taste her

she turns...

leering at her silver shape singed by the cold, careless air spiraling wind grows as she stares back startled, he backs away

for now, her eyes have cleared