Gaias_child
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The wind blew over the Glen,soft whispers across the thatched rooftop of the cottage. The seasons had begun to change,the trees displaying their vibrant reds and yellow.The animals began to forge for their winter supplies,the chill of a hard winter was felt beneath the winds touch. The form that emerged from the cottage was dressed in a flowing white robe that molded to her form as she moved across the Glen. Her long silvery-blonde hair blew around her face as her crystal blue eyes scanned around her.
She stood average height of 5 foot 6,but she walked with a firm stride.A stride that said she was determined and sure. Her hand held a small basket as she moved into the dense trees,seeking out herbs and roots she needed to refill her supplies. Humming softly to herself she knelt in a mossy patch,her hand pulling several roots free from the ground. Dropping them into her basket she tilted her head to one side as if to listen. She didnt miss much here in her Glen,most of the villagers that lived nearby left her to her own. Some even called her a witch at times. She ventured into town only when she needed suplies,and with the coming winter she would need to do so soon.
She continued picking her herbs and roots for a couple more hours before stopping to gaze out over the village from the top of the hill she now stood on. She did not like to be around the crowded village much,but sometimes she had to. Moving slowly down the hillside she entered the village,heads turned to look at her. then most went back to their business,not giving her a second thought. She stopped as she spied the fancy wagon sitting in front of the general store. Nobility was something she always tried to avoid. She stopped this day though when the image of the young woman that climbed from the wagon. She took her breath away,her beauty was breathtaking. Moira had never seen someone as beautiful as this woman climbing from the wagon.
The youth and vibrance that flowed from the woman hit her hard,her body shook slightly from the tremors that went through her. She shook her head to bring herself out of her daze,turning quickly to enter the store. She gave her order to the owner and as soon as it was filled left quickly. She did not see the other woman as she left. Soon she had made her way back to her cottage and leaned against the door. "What has come over me? She is above me."Moira said to herself as she moved around the cottage. Noone had ever made her heart jump like it had today,and a woman at that. She knew most men did nothing for her,having been raped when she was 18. Men seemed to make her scared and nervous,but this reaction took her by surprise.
****Looking for one female to play the other woman,she will be involved in an accident as they travel near Moira's cottage as the snows begin. Moira will take her in and tend to her,trying to fight her own feelings as they grow for the woman. Please post at least one paragraph daily,no one liners. Send me a message through IM with a intro and bio of your character. If I like it then we will continue on.****
She stood average height of 5 foot 6,but she walked with a firm stride.A stride that said she was determined and sure. Her hand held a small basket as she moved into the dense trees,seeking out herbs and roots she needed to refill her supplies. Humming softly to herself she knelt in a mossy patch,her hand pulling several roots free from the ground. Dropping them into her basket she tilted her head to one side as if to listen. She didnt miss much here in her Glen,most of the villagers that lived nearby left her to her own. Some even called her a witch at times. She ventured into town only when she needed suplies,and with the coming winter she would need to do so soon.
She continued picking her herbs and roots for a couple more hours before stopping to gaze out over the village from the top of the hill she now stood on. She did not like to be around the crowded village much,but sometimes she had to. Moving slowly down the hillside she entered the village,heads turned to look at her. then most went back to their business,not giving her a second thought. She stopped as she spied the fancy wagon sitting in front of the general store. Nobility was something she always tried to avoid. She stopped this day though when the image of the young woman that climbed from the wagon. She took her breath away,her beauty was breathtaking. Moira had never seen someone as beautiful as this woman climbing from the wagon.
The youth and vibrance that flowed from the woman hit her hard,her body shook slightly from the tremors that went through her. She shook her head to bring herself out of her daze,turning quickly to enter the store. She gave her order to the owner and as soon as it was filled left quickly. She did not see the other woman as she left. Soon she had made her way back to her cottage and leaned against the door. "What has come over me? She is above me."Moira said to herself as she moved around the cottage. Noone had ever made her heart jump like it had today,and a woman at that. She knew most men did nothing for her,having been raped when she was 18. Men seemed to make her scared and nervous,but this reaction took her by surprise.
****Looking for one female to play the other woman,she will be involved in an accident as they travel near Moira's cottage as the snows begin. Moira will take her in and tend to her,trying to fight her own feelings as they grow for the woman. Please post at least one paragraph daily,no one liners. Send me a message through IM with a intro and bio of your character. If I like it then we will continue on.****
