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Love is cheap but it costs dearly; something I wrote for a dear friend. |
Anneka, By Adam Kane. Mistress of the winter snows, tempting eyes of tundra ice and a craft-ed face that seems to know not its beauty, for which man would pay the ultimate price. Anneka: the Blind. Lady of the springtime sprouts, how little knows she of the joy borne by her reticent smile and by her puerile pouts; and that spirits should be so enflamed before her winsome soul so coy. Anneka: The Blind, Anneka: The Blinding. Widow of the summer sun, who in dream-like wonder watched Winter's kingdom crumble and the course of Springtime run; but who made brave her tender looks and who bound the wounds with a pain-ed face. Of her blood, her toil, her tears, she wore not a trace. Anneka: The Blind, Anneka: The Blinding, Anneka: The Brave. Beauty of the autumn crown, how well she wears it 'pon her brow, for it's to sullen youth's deep disgrace that Anneka bears a maiden's face but keeps about her still, a sage and regal soul - a god-like figure forged, in a single heav'nly mold. Anneka: The Blind. Anneka: The Blinding. Anneka: The Brave. Anneka: The Beautiful. "You can run away with me, anytime you want." |