Post by CrimsonMoon on Jan 22, 2014 21:10:14 GMT -5
A young woman with pointed ears, long greenish hair and pale skin like the moon's walked silently through the ancient forest. Her head was wreathed with what was a ring of butterflies and her hair flowed to the ground, seeming to leave behind a path of sprouting plants.
Legend said that the spirit of the forest was a beautiful shapeshfter, able to take on the form of any creature on the earth. Ageless. Nameless. Untouchable but close enough to see. She was... Mysterious.
The Spirit crouched near a river bank, scooping up water in her hands and bringing it to her lips. The river itself seemed to become clearer, the water more blue at her touch..
Legend said that the spirit of the forest was a beautiful shapeshfter, able to take on the form of any creature on the earth. Ageless. Nameless. Untouchable but close enough to see. She was... Mysterious.
The Spirit crouched near a river bank, scooping up water in her hands and bringing it to her lips. The river itself seemed to become clearer, the water more blue at her touch..
