Off topic:
This post was originally located here: http://www.valucre.com/showthread.ph...l-tellus-mater. but the merger caused some posts to be cut off, and so I decided upon receiving the original post again, I would post it here again.
____________prelude: a seed once planted___
Leaves whirled, the medley of oranges and yellows danced upon the forest floor. Elegant were their twists and turns as they shifted about paths often less traveled. This was the eternal fate of beauty. Evermore kept to the unbeaten path, forevermore removed from the gaze of those who would admire it most. A cackle erupted with an echoing resonance upon the woodlands, the trees bent in the breeze and those willowy apparatuses would snap upon the leave-coated ground.
Oh, fairest maiden —
Where have you gone now?
A question well asked, as the path was now removed of the bodily beauty, her ethereal presence would remain stepping upon the trail. Ahead of her a child, small and young, his head was topped with a crown of gold, and his lips laced with a soft smile. The female, composed of a nothing more than a would be force found within the woodlands slipped her slender arms over his shoulder. Leaning back, the child would stand.
The Child of Mana, oh, my you have grown.
— My fairest.




