I'm a loner, and a healer, a lover, and a loving heart. I talk to beast and fea and trees. I know secrets and I know lies. I have spoken both. I am not of you but I am. I am strange, and never twice the same. I am alone, and surrounded by hundreds. I stare at my forest, and feel its pull. I see beasts no other can, and know things as well. I am a Christian, but I get along better with others who are not. I sing and dance, but now I am not alone... I am me... And I am loved.
If you had me alone, locked up in your room for 24 hours, and I had to do whatever you wanted me to do, what would you do with me?
You enter a strange part of the forest. Birds and animals you have never seen before disappear the moment you step onto the grass. Whispering and singing trees all grow still, the only sound is your own heart beat. You feel very guilty, and start to leave, but find the path which you were on is gone.
Suddenly, gentle, bell-like laughter fills the glade, and the guilty feeling passes immediately. The birds and animals return, ignoring you, the wind causes the trees to whisper and sing once again.
The cool spring breeze brushes against your cheek, almost in a living way, ruffling your hair, tickling you, and causing you to laugh. It eases your heart, and mind, bringing you comfort, with every feathery caress.
Suddenly, the spirit like laughter sounds again, before it becomes solid, and a young woman stands behind you, appearing from the shadows, quite startling you.
"Greetings and fair day." She whispers in a purring voice.
The woman was lean, almost frail looking, but her bright green eyes told of inner strenght and power. She looks like a gypsy, yet something about her isn't at all like the wild nomads. Her lips are curved into a gentle, kind smile.
Long purple-black hair sways in a breeze that only touched her, causing her dark purple and gold robes to whisper against the grass. On the ends on her long locks, tiny baubles of pure gold chime with the strange breeze, yet also doesn't seem to make any sound at all.
She might have looked like a perfect dark angel, but for three thin scars that traced through her right eye, in such a way that she was lucky she didn't loose her sight. Almost too lucky. The scars aren't hidioues, nor does it take away from her gentle face, but makes her look far more exotic, with the addition of her cat-like eyes.
A large cat-head jewel hang down as a pendent. It pulsed in time to what seemed to be her heart-beat. The colors of the jewel swirled, changing colors occasionally. It was almost hypnotic, the way it swirled and moved.
"Welcome to my home..." She whispers in that soft voice, that seems to echo in your very soul.
Isn't that pretty? I like it. It took me an hour to write.. *Rolls her eyes*
I am now offically engaged, Happy J'ssey!!!!
I now have myspace http://www.myspace.com/ladyjssem
be nice to me!! *winks*
Hey!! Lookie, lookie, I'm a Weirdo! ((As if we didn't already know that... lol))
I'm also in a Member of the Huggers Wiki, so if you need a hug, ask me!!! *Laughs, kindly*
Yes, I took down the list.. I wasn't working on it.. so... Anyways, I am open for commissions, requests, and art trades. Let me know, and I'll do the best I can!