Create your own Faerie Tale

Create your own Faerie Tale
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Friday, February 22, 2013

Art Dolls

 Zulax - awaiting body and story...
 Ishtar
Her Story:  I once was a princess in my tribe, but beauty fades and governments change.  All that is left is love.  I lost my hand in the last war, accused of something I did not do.  I lost my title and my tribe.  All scattered to the four winds.  Let that be a lesson to you.  Power, money, beauty mean nothing in the end.  It is the relationships that touch your soul that matter.  Nothing can take that from your heart. Everything is stripped down and washed away.  It is only love that remains.  Ishtar - 82 years young
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