She was tall with limbs like a willow; she glided across the field with panther like grace. It looked as if the midnight sky had fallen to frame her sharp cat like face. Her deep emerald green eyes are full of curiosity and determination. She wore a long flowing dark green gown which rustled against the dry summer grass. She was on the other side of the field now. She slowly turned her head to the left and her chocolate coloured hair followed with it. Beautiful thin lips curved into a delicate smile. She made her way towards the town and I cheerily waved goodbye to her, but what I didn’t know was that this was to be the last time I would ever see her again I was only four then......
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