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Follow me.

So she did.

The trees parted to show a small lake.

A waterfall poured water,

animals rested and sunbathed on rocks and grass.

It was beautiful.

Then she saw her.

A girl, bathing in the glistening lake.

Her hair shone like diamond.

Flowers scattered the long gold locks.

They were picked from the meadow.

She turned.

The goddess gasped.

Her long, white tipped fingers reached for something to grab on to.

The girl left the water, slowly.

She dressed.

Her clothes matched her in every way.

long and flowy.

They danced around her as she moved.

She picked more flowers.

The goddess sat and watched.

she picked.

and picked.

and picked.

and set each small bloom into a hand woven basket.

she turned and ran towards the rocks that bordered the lake.

She took a long, sharp object and began to etch something into the stone.

Then,

She ran into the leaves.

She had been intoxicating.

She was all Noara could think about.

She wanted her.

The goddess had ran to the stone the girl had written on,

And read the neat handwriting.

Vasileia.

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