THE BLOOD TRAVELS
11) She was a beauty. Fine features, Long Hair. The way the beauty of her body
matched the sharp intelligence and compassion in her mind could not possibly
be topped, and if it were possible one would still have to think twice on
account of her brunette hair and green eyes. She possessed a rare beauty, the
kind that would pit man against man to win her favor. Men, who controlled
countries and would wage war, poets would write sonnets, musician's songs. Her
family was wealthy and her future was bright, she was fifteen. One night her
father came to her room. After that, nothing would ever turn out right for
anyone involved.
11) She was a beauty. Fine features, Long Hair. The way the beauty of her body
matched the sharp intelligence and compassion in her mind could not possibly
be topped, and if it were possible one would still have to think twice on
account of her brunette hair and green eyes. She possessed a rare beauty, the
kind that would pit man against man to win her favor. Men, who controlled
countries and would wage war, poets would write sonnets, musician's songs. Her
family was wealthy and her future was bright, she was fifteen. One night her
father came to her room. After that, nothing would ever turn out right for
anyone involved.