Moonlight Sorrow- Chapter 1

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Leah was a lost girl. She never knew of her mother and father. She didn't dare to even ponder upon the thought of having a proper family. She lives in a dark granite cave that is adorned with crystals. She gazes upon the glittering villages beyond her barren island where she resides. The main land full of others was much to extreme to enter Leah's thoughts. Going upon a raft to the mainland was too much for the young lady to handle. Her figure was thin fore food was scarce here. Still her face was pale, but beautiful. Her eyes as blue as the sea. Her skin so soft and her touch so gentle, that any young man from the mainland would have fallen at her feet. She wore a ragged dress of pure white. Her hair flowed out as silky as the water behind her head. Truly you could say that her beauty was a wonderful possesion, but what kept her alive and in well being everyday was the wonderful magical instrument that she kept hidden in her skirts. Every day in the moonlight, she held it to her chin and lifted up the bow with the finest horse's hair you'll ever set eyes on. With a flourish she played the sweet violin. The flowing music was what kept the girl alive. It was what drowned the sorrow of Leah's life.

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Moonlight Sorrow- Chapter 1

Submitted: October 16, 2011

Leah was a lost girl. She never knew of her mother and father. She didn't dare to even ponder upon the thought of having a proper family. She lives in a dark granite cave that is adorned with crystals. She gazes upon the glittering villages beyond her barren island where she resides. The main land full of others was much to extreme to enter Leah's thoughts. Going upon a raft to the mainland was too much for the young lady to handle. Her figure was thin fore food was scarce here. Still her face was pale, but beautiful. Her eyes as blue as the sea. Her skin so soft and her touch so gentle, that any young man from the mainland would have fallen at her feet. She wore a ragged dress of pure white. Her hair flowed out as silky as the water behind her head. Truly you could say that her beauty was a wonderful possesion, but what kept her alive and in well being everyday was the wonderful magical instrument that she kept hidden in her skirts. Every day in the moonlight, she held it to her chin and lifted up the bow with the finest horse's hair you'll ever set eyes on. With a flourish she played the sweet violin. The flowing music was what kept the girl alive. It was what drowned the sorrow of Leah's life. Read Chapter


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