Gliding through the darkened forest, the princess slowly makes her way Guided by the dewdrops and a glimpse of light cast from oncoming day. Her thoughts mystified with wonder, as she silently sneaks Squinting through the thick green leaves as droplets hit her cheeks. Nearing the forest's edge she halts, her hearts beat slowing to a stop Her eyes quickly shift to the sky, past the green leaves and dewdrops. Caught in the midst of the waking dawn, she spies the keeper of the sun Watching his morning ritual, remaking what the night goddess had undone. Caught in the amazement of the moment, something never before seen Mind wondering off like a child, while the dewdrops fade away into the suns gleam.Birth sign: Pisces
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