A Childhood to Leave

[DoS Archive]

From: hautemulle@aol.com (Hautemulle)
Date: 03 Apr 1998 19:52:50 EST


"Casandra! Come in here immediately!"

The small nymph child ran to her home and looked up at her mother, "Yes mother?"

The tall lithe woman pointed to a mome in the hall, "Did you place that there?" Casandra shook her head. "Alright, well, in any case it is time for the evening meal, go wash up please."

Slowly, with a gate much like a deer's, Casandra went and washed herself up. As she entered the dining hall, her heart sank. Her favorite sister of 10 had just married off and her chair was empty. The light haired child sat in the chair. No one found it odd, no one even cared.

Casandra had been the fifth child born of the ten girls. She was the middle child, ignored for all she was worth and considered ugly compared to otehr nymphs. She had a boyish tang to her attitude. Always kept her hair short and refused to paly with any other girls than her sisters. Her tom boyish ways got her her unicorn at the age of seven, which she treasured from the moment she receieved the gift from one of the muses.

But her happy ways of a child soon crashed, and lead her through a scary storm, one she thought she'd never get through. Never.


(TBC...this SL may have a slow start..sowwy..)