From her vantage point in the shadows, Morgan watched as the woman approached the lily and carelessly plucked the flower. The future shimmered oddly around this woman - something had changed about her. Sheer curiosity drew Morgan forward, instead of assuming an unobtrusive form and slithering or flitting away. Truly, if she wished to remain undetected, there were few beings that would see through her power.
Morgan le Fay stood and stepped forward wearing the shape she had once grown into, though she was very obviously much more fay than human. Not only her mismatched eyes - one darkest violet, one darkest emerald - gave her away; the faery sheen on her skin gave her a faint glow over her bare arms and bare feet. Unladylike, certainly, but the freedom of movement was glorious.
"Would you like a map to escape the maze of your thoughts?" she remarked, tilting her head to one side in an innocent gesture. Oh yes, the threads of fate wound around this woman. Very interesting, indeed.
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Date: 2012-08-01 01:59 am (UTC)From:Morgan le Fay stood and stepped forward wearing the shape she had once grown into, though she was very obviously much more fay than human. Not only her mismatched eyes - one darkest violet, one darkest emerald - gave her away; the faery sheen on her skin gave her a faint glow over her bare arms and bare feet. Unladylike, certainly, but the freedom of movement was glorious.
"Would you like a map to escape the maze of your thoughts?" she remarked, tilting her head to one side in an innocent gesture. Oh yes, the threads of fate wound around this woman. Very interesting, indeed.