"Noche de paz, noche de amor", dice el villancico. Bueno, eso habrá que verse...

It was a starry night in the middle of November when your eyes first met hers. You were laying down for a rest from an exhausting day on a wide field of grass as you let the Aurora Borealis pass over your head. Several shooting stars were to be seen. The winter's cold was already approaching as you decided to walk over to her who was sitting on the tall grass as well. A campfire was delightfully burning beside her. You greeted her kindly. She must have been an outcast since you have never seen her around before. She returned your greeting with a warm smile. You complimented her on her excellent looking arrow. It must have costed many shards at the market place. She said it was made by the Nora. " Your face painting is really impressive.." you said to her face with a faint blush on your cheeks. " Thank you. It's a traditional painting matching to my clothing. There is a different facial painting for every outfit. " she replied with a faint smile on her lips. There was some coldness within her voice. May she didn't like it too much to be talked up by strangers. Yet you were bewitched by her sparkling hazel eyes. There was something within them that was about to cast a spell over you. Her amazing braided hair caught your attention as well. The way its colours went from a burning red to a bright orange over to a clear yellow. You also admired the cute looking little freckles around her nose but her unique hairstyle definitely took your breath away. She was like the setting sun. But you couldn't tell her that. It would have been akward..