Date Posted:07:18:59 08/08/02 Thu Author: Filipina Subject: +approach of light+
With a radiance the shapely girl entered, her mass of red curls loose from their clip, flying around her face in flames. Eyes sparkled through the shadows, and she bowed to all who watched, her footsteps soft.
"Will the Nightstar of this camp please grace me with his prescense?" Her voice was naught more but a whisper, she was scared, though she didn't like to say it.