Reborn

Adamina

         He loved the way she moved. When she walked he could hear music with each graceful step as she advanced in her soft, subtle dance. Her endless grace was perfected by her modest stature. She stood there; unbending, the strongest wind could not sway her yet she could easily dip into bows of respect of her own accord. She neither boasted nor denied her strength. Her unwavering form was that of steel fitted with the softest velvet. She was soft but warm yet none could break her. Her eyes held effulgent flame & yet they were deep seas all at once.