Jesykah
Gesehen
- Super self-conscious/painfully shy
- Chubby (for now) — recovering from injuries.
- Obsessed with the ocean, music and wellness.
- Hippie
- Chubby (for now) — recovering from injuries.
- Obsessed with the ocean, music and wellness.
- Hippie
Coos Bay,
Vereinigte Staaten
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Coos Bay,
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Geschlecht
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Weiblich (34 Jahre)
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Orientierung
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Pansexuell
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Finanzieller Status
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Ich lehne Geschenke nicht ab
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Rolle (BDSM)
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Sub
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Über michMy name is Jesykah and welcome to my TedTalk. I am 31 years old as of March and I live on the Southern Oregon Coast. I am currently working on finishing my Bachelors in Marine Biology and Conservation with the intention to travel the world and help in various relief efforts. I am also learning Mandarin. I am painfully shy in face to face encounters and super self-conscious. I am a chubbier girl at the moment, something I am working on changing so I can get my confidence back. I am a hippie who is obsessed with all things related to the ocean, music and wellness. I am also nomadic by nature so traveling is always on my bucket list of things to do. In my freetime I enjoy going to the beach, reading, writing, playing the ukulele, stargazing, going for night drives with no destinations, swimming, and listening to music. And lastly, I guess, according to Meyers-Briggs I am an INTJ personality type.
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TabuMy hard stops would be: Abrasion play, stretching, bathroom control, branding/scarification, edge play, electrical play, fire play, gags, injections, knife play, most masochism, mummification, needle play, pet play, s**t/urine play, and tickling. I also don’t like wearing full hoods or zentai. Pretty much I’m not into b******g, being cut or electrocuted, getting peed on, gags, needles, latex or being treated like a pet or b*********y. Lol
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Beziehung
Dating
Freundschaft
Brieffreunde
Bilderaustausch
Freundschaft Plus
Meister oder Sklave
Fetisch
Mehrere Orgasmen
Ausbildung
Kuscheln
Küssen
Chat
Massage
Vorspiel
Masturbation
Handjobs
Fingering
Facesitting
Oralsex
ANALSEX
Dreier
F+F+M
Vanille
Schnelle Nummern
Kamasutra
Brustwarzen
Titten
Rasiert
Tattoos
Lippen
Piercings
Körpermodifikation
Hintern
Schwänze
Squirting
Bälle
Abspritzen
Große, luxuriöse Frauen (BBW)
Kurvenreich
Schamlippen
Prostata-Massagegerät
Nippelklammern
Penisring
Ben-Wa-Kugeln
Analkugeln
Umschnalldildo
Analdildos
Vibratoren
Dildos
Sexspielzeug
Fisting
Doppelte Penetration
24/7
Orgasmuskontrolle
Lifestyle 24/7
Disziplin
Sensorische Deprivation
Brustwarzenspiel
Wachsspiele
Bondage
Spanking
Dirty Talk
Arzt spielen
Gyno-Fetisch
Handwerker - Hausfrau
Rollenspiel
Pegging
Metrosexuelle Männer
Goth
Fotoaustausch
Erotik
Freie Liebe
Sexchat
Polyamorie
Nudismus
Pornografie
Erotische Kunst
Hentai / Anime
Partneraustausch
Gruppensex
Erotische Fotografie
Erotischer Film
Tantrischer Sex
Sex im Freien
Sex am Strand
Sex im Wasser
Sauna Sex
Sex im Kino
Sex im Auto
Fickmaschine
Haltungskragen
Seil
Peitschen
Bondage-Geschirr
Bondage-Fesseln
Körpergurt
Halsband & Leine
Peitschen
Armbinder
Bondage-Gürtel
Bondage-Bett
Augenbinden
Handschellen
High Heels
Strümpfe
Dessous-Fetisch
Korsetts
Seidenfetisch
Heterosexuell / Hetero
Bisexuell
Strapon mit Erweiterungen
Großer Chef
Zofe
Mitarbeiter der Reinigungsfirma
Spreizstange
Gott/Göttin
Schüler/Lehrer
Polizist/Zivilist
...
ICH MAG NICHT
Handfetisch
Fußfetisch
Beine
Augenfetisch
Genitalpiercings
Haarfetisch
Scharmhaare
Körperhaare
Achselhöhlenfetisch
Rauchfetisch
Bäuche
Zierlich
Fleshlight
Klitorispumpe
Sex-Puppe
Feuerspiel
Extremes Bondage
Wasserspiele
Hodenbondage
Einlauf
Sexarbeiter - Kunde
Eine Frau in der Rolle eines Mannes oder umgekehrt
Weibliche Dominanz
Medizinischer Fetisch
Crossdresser
Swinger
Plastikfolie
Penisknebel
Nasenhaken
Maulkorbknebel
Mundschutzknebel
Medizinische Fesseln
Aufblasbarer Knebel
Ringknebel
Vampirhandschuhe
Atemschutzmasken
Bondage-Bodybags
Aufhängefesseln
Stocks
Kopfharness
Trichterknebel
Bondage-Kapuze
Knebel
Keuschheitsgürtel
Bondage-Handschuhe
Knebel
Fesselrock
Masken
Crossdressing
Gummi-Fetisch
Lackleder-Fetisch
Latex-Fetisch
Nylonfetisch
Schuhfetisch
Windelfetisch
Uniformfetisch
Spandexfetisch
Nasser Look
Intersexuell
Micropenis
Trampling
Nymphomanie
Thematische Ehe
Vakuum-Bett
Aufhängeleggings
Spandex-Maske mit offenen Augen und Mund
Latexmaske mit offenen Augen und Mund
Ledermaske mit offenen Augen und Mund
Feminisierung
Fußfetisch
Stiefelfetisch
Epilation
Gebrauchte Unterwäsche
Hüften
Offene Zehensandalen
Kirzy Stiefel
Strumpfhosen
Latexstrümpfe
Große Schuhe
Schwertgurt
Zweige
Niesen
...
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A Writing Freak is Creating New Worlds to Explore!
Example Writing: From a Work in Progress: The Tuatha
In the darkness, nothing matters. Nothing moves yet, at the same time, everything seems to stir and twist in the dark recesses of our lives… except tonight. As Aleksandrya opened her eyes and looked up into the night sky she began to feel calmed by the twinkling lights that played in the distance. The comets above playing like cat and mouse across the endless black sky. The chariots of the Gods in their stables along with their beasts while the guardians of the universe are ever watching to be sure that peace would remain this night. She wanted that peace, craved it in fact. This hectic world in which she lived in and is required to take part in drives her to the brink of utter madness and grief. The constant clutter of the people mingling with the pointlessness of craved tangible items that will, in the end, be absolutely worthless. When would she finally be able to rest in a peaceful s****?
As she floated there upon the moonlit glass that was the lake, she closed her eyes and began to hum the tune that has been long in her mind but from where it came from she did not know. The tune came to her in a dream many years ago. It was a lovely tune, one that she could imagine the fae would dance to on a midsummer night’s eve. Beneath her in the water she could feel the earth move and the nocturnal marine life begin to stir. The fish big and small in all their rainbow-like beauty, the weeds swaying from the movement of the earth, the dirt at the bottom gently stirring into a wondrous display of browns and greens like an underwater tornado display. She can see it all with her eyes closed, she could feel it all. As the moonlight caressed her pale skin against the dark backdrop of the water and the sky, she was truly the most beautiful the moon had ever seen. In that moment where her equally dark and luscious hair spread like weeds of their own fanning out in waves from her. As the water moved so did she, like an orchestra player is one with the music, she was becoming one with the pull and sway of the water upon which she lay. With no other lights than the moon and the stars for miles Aleksandrya was utterly alone in her candescence. But like most beauty, it is more glorious when it is unobserved. With the whole universe literally ahead of her and the whole world at her back, she is between worlds; belonging nowhere but being everywhere at the same time. How she loved her alone time in the water where all of her thoughts, cares and beliefs didn’t matter and could just float away and down into the depths of the water below. There was never anyone here to impress, there wasn’t ever anyone she had to save face in front of. She could finally be herself in a world all her own, in a place nobody went or even knew about. This was a place she could finally be free.
-----
Looking out from the tall grass on the shore of a lake were twin green eyes of a brightly hue. They stared across the lake in curiosity mingled with a fear of the stranger that lay there. The woman had come here every day for the past sixty moons and she just lays there until the stars hide from the sky. She would love to talk to the woman, to ask her why she just lays there, what is she looking at in the sky… She dares not go near the woman, how could the woman understand or comprehend what it is that is looking back at her? No, she must be content with her fingers itching and her body aching, staying in the tall grass, and just watch the woman to make sure she does not draw too near to the Sacred Entrance as was her duty this night.
As she crept closer to the shoreline of the lake to get a closer look she kicked a pebble into the water causing a small splash. If it were at any other time, this splash would have gone unnoticed among all the daytime noises. She looked back to the woman on the water to see if she heard, she did. Frozen she just stood there as the woman, startled out of her daydream, whipped around towards the noise. Scared, the both of them just sat there staring at one another, blazing blue eyes and dazzling green eyes intertwined in a silent dance of wills.
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Starting June 1, 2021 my upload schedule is the following:
On WordPress: awritingfreakshow.wordpress.com
- Post twice a week
Tuesday: Work in Progress/Short Story of the Week
Thursday: 18+ Story of the Week
On Patreon: www.patreon.com/onewritingfreakshow
- Post Daily!
MEHR LESEN
In the darkness, nothing matters. Nothing moves yet, at the same time, everything seems to stir and twist in the dark recesses of our lives… except tonight. As Aleksandrya opened her eyes and looked up into the night sky she began to feel calmed by the twinkling lights that played in the distance. The comets above playing like cat and mouse across the endless black sky. The chariots of the Gods in their stables along with their beasts while the guardians of the universe are ever watching to be sure that peace would remain this night. She wanted that peace, craved it in fact. This hectic world in which she lived in and is required to take part in drives her to the brink of utter madness and grief. The constant clutter of the people mingling with the pointlessness of craved tangible items that will, in the end, be absolutely worthless. When would she finally be able to rest in a peaceful s****?
As she floated there upon the moonlit glass that was the lake, she closed her eyes and began to hum the tune that has been long in her mind but from where it came from she did not know. The tune came to her in a dream many years ago. It was a lovely tune, one that she could imagine the fae would dance to on a midsummer night’s eve. Beneath her in the water she could feel the earth move and the nocturnal marine life begin to stir. The fish big and small in all their rainbow-like beauty, the weeds swaying from the movement of the earth, the dirt at the bottom gently stirring into a wondrous display of browns and greens like an underwater tornado display. She can see it all with her eyes closed, she could feel it all. As the moonlight caressed her pale skin against the dark backdrop of the water and the sky, she was truly the most beautiful the moon had ever seen. In that moment where her equally dark and luscious hair spread like weeds of their own fanning out in waves from her. As the water moved so did she, like an orchestra player is one with the music, she was becoming one with the pull and sway of the water upon which she lay. With no other lights than the moon and the stars for miles Aleksandrya was utterly alone in her candescence. But like most beauty, it is more glorious when it is unobserved. With the whole universe literally ahead of her and the whole world at her back, she is between worlds; belonging nowhere but being everywhere at the same time. How she loved her alone time in the water where all of her thoughts, cares and beliefs didn’t matter and could just float away and down into the depths of the water below. There was never anyone here to impress, there wasn’t ever anyone she had to save face in front of. She could finally be herself in a world all her own, in a place nobody went or even knew about. This was a place she could finally be free.
-----
Looking out from the tall grass on the shore of a lake were twin green eyes of a brightly hue. They stared across the lake in curiosity mingled with a fear of the stranger that lay there. The woman had come here every day for the past sixty moons and she just lays there until the stars hide from the sky. She would love to talk to the woman, to ask her why she just lays there, what is she looking at in the sky… She dares not go near the woman, how could the woman understand or comprehend what it is that is looking back at her? No, she must be content with her fingers itching and her body aching, staying in the tall grass, and just watch the woman to make sure she does not draw too near to the Sacred Entrance as was her duty this night.
As she crept closer to the shoreline of the lake to get a closer look she kicked a pebble into the water causing a small splash. If it were at any other time, this splash would have gone unnoticed among all the daytime noises. She looked back to the woman on the water to see if she heard, she did. Frozen she just stood there as the woman, startled out of her daydream, whipped around towards the noise. Scared, the both of them just sat there staring at one another, blazing blue eyes and dazzling green eyes intertwined in a silent dance of wills.
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Starting June 1, 2021 my upload schedule is the following:
On WordPress: awritingfreakshow.wordpress.com
- Post twice a week
Tuesday: Work in Progress/Short Story of the Week
Thursday: 18+ Story of the Week
On Patreon: www.patreon.com/onewritingfreakshow
- Post Daily!
Jesykah
Gesehen
- Super self-conscious/painfully shy
- Chubby (for now) — recovering from injuries.
- Obsessed with the ocean, music and wellness.
- Hippie
- Chubby (for now) — recovering from injuries.
- Obsessed with the ocean, music and wellness.
- Hippie
Coos Bay,
Vereinigte Staaten
Mehr Informationen anzeigen
Stadt
|
Coos Bay,
Vereinigte Staaten
|
Geschlecht
|
Weiblich (34 Jahre)
|
Orientierung
|
Pansexuell
|
Finanzieller Status
|
Ich lehne Geschenke nicht ab
|
Rolle (BDSM)
|
Sub
|
Über michMy name is Jesykah and welcome to my TedTalk. I am 31 years old as of March and I live on the Southern Oregon Coast. I am currently working on finishing my Bachelors in Marine Biology and Conservation with the intention to travel the world and help in various relief efforts. I am also learning Mandarin. I am painfully shy in face to face encounters and super self-conscious. I am a chubbier girl at the moment, something I am working on changing so I can get my confidence back. I am a hippie who is obsessed with all things related to the ocean, music and wellness. I am also nomadic by nature so traveling is always on my bucket list of things to do. In my freetime I enjoy going to the beach, reading, writing, playing the ukulele, stargazing, going for night drives with no destinations, swimming, and listening to music. And lastly, I guess, according to Meyers-Briggs I am an INTJ personality type.
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|
TabuMy hard stops would be: Abrasion play, stretching, bathroom control, branding/scarification, edge play, electrical play, fire play, gags, injections, knife play, most masochism, mummification, needle play, pet play, s**t/urine play, and tickling. I also don’t like wearing full hoods or zentai. Pretty much I’m not into b******g, being cut or electrocuted, getting peed on, gags, needles, latex or being treated like a pet or b*********y. Lol
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Nur für Premium verfügbar
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Gesperrt
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Gemeldet
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Ziele
Beziehung
Dating
Freundschaft
Brieffreunde
Bilderaustausch
Freundschaft Plus
Meister oder Sklave
Fetisch
Mehrere Orgasmen
Ausbildung
Kuscheln
Küssen
Chat
Massage
Vorspiel
Masturbation
Handjobs
Fingering
Facesitting
Oralsex
ANALSEX
Dreier
F+F+M
Vanille
Schnelle Nummern
Kamasutra
Brustwarzen
Titten
Rasiert
Tattoos
Lippen
Piercings
Körpermodifikation
Hintern
Schwänze
Squirting
Bälle
Abspritzen
Große, luxuriöse Frauen (BBW)
Kurvenreich
Schamlippen
Prostata-Massagegerät
Nippelklammern
Penisring
Ben-Wa-Kugeln
Analkugeln
Umschnalldildo
Analdildos
Vibratoren
Dildos
Sexspielzeug
Fisting
Doppelte Penetration
24/7
Orgasmuskontrolle
Lifestyle 24/7
Disziplin
Sensorische Deprivation
Brustwarzenspiel
Wachsspiele
Bondage
Spanking
Dirty Talk
Arzt spielen
Gyno-Fetisch
Handwerker - Hausfrau
Rollenspiel
Pegging
Metrosexuelle Männer
Goth
Fotoaustausch
Erotik
Freie Liebe
Sexchat
Polyamorie
Nudismus
Pornografie
Erotische Kunst
Hentai / Anime
Partneraustausch
Gruppensex
Erotische Fotografie
Erotischer Film
Tantrischer Sex
Sex im Freien
Sex am Strand
Sex im Wasser
Sauna Sex
Sex im Kino
Sex im Auto
Fickmaschine
Haltungskragen
Seil
Peitschen
Bondage-Geschirr
Bondage-Fesseln
Körpergurt
Halsband & Leine
Peitschen
Armbinder
Bondage-Gürtel
Bondage-Bett
Augenbinden
Handschellen
High Heels
Strümpfe
Dessous-Fetisch
Korsetts
Seidenfetisch
Heterosexuell / Hetero
Bisexuell
Strapon mit Erweiterungen
Großer Chef
Zofe
Mitarbeiter der Reinigungsfirma
Spreizstange
Gott/Göttin
Schüler/Lehrer
Polizist/Zivilist
...
ICH MAG NICHT
Handfetisch
Fußfetisch
Beine
Augenfetisch
Genitalpiercings
Haarfetisch
Scharmhaare
Körperhaare
Achselhöhlenfetisch
Rauchfetisch
Bäuche
Zierlich
Fleshlight
Klitorispumpe
Sex-Puppe
Feuerspiel
Extremes Bondage
Wasserspiele
Hodenbondage
Einlauf
Sexarbeiter - Kunde
Eine Frau in der Rolle eines Mannes oder umgekehrt
Weibliche Dominanz
Medizinischer Fetisch
Crossdresser
Swinger
Plastikfolie
Penisknebel
Nasenhaken
Maulkorbknebel
Mundschutzknebel
Medizinische Fesseln
Aufblasbarer Knebel
Ringknebel
Vampirhandschuhe
Atemschutzmasken
Bondage-Bodybags
Aufhängefesseln
Stocks
Kopfharness
Trichterknebel
Bondage-Kapuze
Knebel
Keuschheitsgürtel
Bondage-Handschuhe
Knebel
Fesselrock
Masken
Crossdressing
Gummi-Fetisch
Lackleder-Fetisch
Latex-Fetisch
Nylonfetisch
Schuhfetisch
Windelfetisch
Uniformfetisch
Spandexfetisch
Nasser Look
Intersexuell
Micropenis
Trampling
Nymphomanie
Thematische Ehe
Vakuum-Bett
Aufhängeleggings
Spandex-Maske mit offenen Augen und Mund
Latexmaske mit offenen Augen und Mund
Ledermaske mit offenen Augen und Mund
Feminisierung
Fußfetisch
Stiefelfetisch
Epilation
Gebrauchte Unterwäsche
Hüften
Offene Zehensandalen
Kirzy Stiefel
Strumpfhosen
Latexstrümpfe
Große Schuhe
Schwertgurt
Zweige
Niesen
...
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A Writing Freak is Creating New Worlds to Explore!
Example Writing: From a Work in Progress: The Tuatha
In the darkness, nothing matters. Nothing moves yet, at the same time, everything seems to stir and twist in the dark recesses of our lives… except tonight. As Aleksandrya opened her eyes and looked up into the night sky she began to feel calmed by the twinkling lights that played in the distance. The comets above playing like cat and mouse across the endless black sky. The chariots of the Gods in their stables along with their beasts while the guardians of the universe are ever watching to be sure that peace would remain this night. She wanted that peace, craved it in fact. This hectic world in which she lived in and is required to take part in drives her to the brink of utter madness and grief. The constant clutter of the people mingling with the pointlessness of craved tangible items that will, in the end, be absolutely worthless. When would she finally be able to rest in a peaceful s****?
As she floated there upon the moonlit glass that was the lake, she closed her eyes and began to hum the tune that has been long in her mind but from where it came from she did not know. The tune came to her in a dream many years ago. It was a lovely tune, one that she could imagine the fae would dance to on a midsummer night’s eve. Beneath her in the water she could feel the earth move and the nocturnal marine life begin to stir. The fish big and small in all their rainbow-like beauty, the weeds swaying from the movement of the earth, the dirt at the bottom gently stirring into a wondrous display of browns and greens like an underwater tornado display. She can see it all with her eyes closed, she could feel it all. As the moonlight caressed her pale skin against the dark backdrop of the water and the sky, she was truly the most beautiful the moon had ever seen. In that moment where her equally dark and luscious hair spread like weeds of their own fanning out in waves from her. As the water moved so did she, like an orchestra player is one with the music, she was becoming one with the pull and sway of the water upon which she lay. With no other lights than the moon and the stars for miles Aleksandrya was utterly alone in her candescence. But like most beauty, it is more glorious when it is unobserved. With the whole universe literally ahead of her and the whole world at her back, she is between worlds; belonging nowhere but being everywhere at the same time. How she loved her alone time in the water where all of her thoughts, cares and beliefs didn’t matter and could just float away and down into the depths of the water below. There was never anyone here to impress, there wasn’t ever anyone she had to save face in front of. She could finally be herself in a world all her own, in a place nobody went or even knew about. This was a place she could finally be free.
-----
Looking out from the tall grass on the shore of a lake were twin green eyes of a brightly hue. They stared across the lake in curiosity mingled with a fear of the stranger that lay there. The woman had come here every day for the past sixty moons and she just lays there until the stars hide from the sky. She would love to talk to the woman, to ask her why she just lays there, what is she looking at in the sky… She dares not go near the woman, how could the woman understand or comprehend what it is that is looking back at her? No, she must be content with her fingers itching and her body aching, staying in the tall grass, and just watch the woman to make sure she does not draw too near to the Sacred Entrance as was her duty this night.
As she crept closer to the shoreline of the lake to get a closer look she kicked a pebble into the water causing a small splash. If it were at any other time, this splash would have gone unnoticed among all the daytime noises. She looked back to the woman on the water to see if she heard, she did. Frozen she just stood there as the woman, startled out of her daydream, whipped around towards the noise. Scared, the both of them just sat there staring at one another, blazing blue eyes and dazzling green eyes intertwined in a silent dance of wills.
--------------------------------------------------------------------
Starting June 1, 2021 my upload schedule is the following:
On WordPress: awritingfreakshow.wordpress.com
- Post twice a week
Tuesday: Work in Progress/Short Story of the Week
Thursday: 18+ Story of the Week
On Patreon: www.patreon.com/onewritingfreakshow
- Post Daily!
MEHR LESEN
In the darkness, nothing matters. Nothing moves yet, at the same time, everything seems to stir and twist in the dark recesses of our lives… except tonight. As Aleksandrya opened her eyes and looked up into the night sky she began to feel calmed by the twinkling lights that played in the distance. The comets above playing like cat and mouse across the endless black sky. The chariots of the Gods in their stables along with their beasts while the guardians of the universe are ever watching to be sure that peace would remain this night. She wanted that peace, craved it in fact. This hectic world in which she lived in and is required to take part in drives her to the brink of utter madness and grief. The constant clutter of the people mingling with the pointlessness of craved tangible items that will, in the end, be absolutely worthless. When would she finally be able to rest in a peaceful s****?
As she floated there upon the moonlit glass that was the lake, she closed her eyes and began to hum the tune that has been long in her mind but from where it came from she did not know. The tune came to her in a dream many years ago. It was a lovely tune, one that she could imagine the fae would dance to on a midsummer night’s eve. Beneath her in the water she could feel the earth move and the nocturnal marine life begin to stir. The fish big and small in all their rainbow-like beauty, the weeds swaying from the movement of the earth, the dirt at the bottom gently stirring into a wondrous display of browns and greens like an underwater tornado display. She can see it all with her eyes closed, she could feel it all. As the moonlight caressed her pale skin against the dark backdrop of the water and the sky, she was truly the most beautiful the moon had ever seen. In that moment where her equally dark and luscious hair spread like weeds of their own fanning out in waves from her. As the water moved so did she, like an orchestra player is one with the music, she was becoming one with the pull and sway of the water upon which she lay. With no other lights than the moon and the stars for miles Aleksandrya was utterly alone in her candescence. But like most beauty, it is more glorious when it is unobserved. With the whole universe literally ahead of her and the whole world at her back, she is between worlds; belonging nowhere but being everywhere at the same time. How she loved her alone time in the water where all of her thoughts, cares and beliefs didn’t matter and could just float away and down into the depths of the water below. There was never anyone here to impress, there wasn’t ever anyone she had to save face in front of. She could finally be herself in a world all her own, in a place nobody went or even knew about. This was a place she could finally be free.
-----
Looking out from the tall grass on the shore of a lake were twin green eyes of a brightly hue. They stared across the lake in curiosity mingled with a fear of the stranger that lay there. The woman had come here every day for the past sixty moons and she just lays there until the stars hide from the sky. She would love to talk to the woman, to ask her why she just lays there, what is she looking at in the sky… She dares not go near the woman, how could the woman understand or comprehend what it is that is looking back at her? No, she must be content with her fingers itching and her body aching, staying in the tall grass, and just watch the woman to make sure she does not draw too near to the Sacred Entrance as was her duty this night.
As she crept closer to the shoreline of the lake to get a closer look she kicked a pebble into the water causing a small splash. If it were at any other time, this splash would have gone unnoticed among all the daytime noises. She looked back to the woman on the water to see if she heard, she did. Frozen she just stood there as the woman, startled out of her daydream, whipped around towards the noise. Scared, the both of them just sat there staring at one another, blazing blue eyes and dazzling green eyes intertwined in a silent dance of wills.
--------------------------------------------------------------------
Starting June 1, 2021 my upload schedule is the following:
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