kissed by the Gods and thereby flawed midst that flash of
Power I should have told her that she was too young to carry
such a burden...too young too fresh for what was hidden round
the corner. but I never knew nor ever suspected the roiling
in her psyche...this young one full of sunbeam glow and
hidden darkside dreams kept her head up long enough to fool
the Light into thinking She was well.
but, later there came the shattering of crystal and an
innocence so sorely tested that she broke and tried to end
her hurt.
a tall one this...of rounded face and strength in shoulders
broad to match the weight of five times tried and five times
failed...this child...a daughter, quiet and bright...is now
draped and bowed by sorrow yet still might recover if the
Light once held can thrash about as majically as its Power
would allow. if nothing else she'll move along stumbling
slowly to a father who in her dreams stands crying
softly in a dying light.
So be this.
...Comments and thoughts would be welcomed...Jordan
