Grace

On the Fifth Day of Christmas my Lover Gave to Me...
Five Gold Rings...

Perhaps she had been born only to suffer. Perhaps she had been sent to Earth to accumulate so much pain, she would ultimately destroy it.

Some exploited that, others attempted to nurture it. Others preferred to guide it and others to simply let it lay.

Many helped her carry the weight.

Ultimately though, she came through. She lived up to the powers in her blood. She conquered her flaws, the curses layered upon her being and made them her shields and her swords. She found love, friendship, kinship and joy. In the darkness, she was the brightest star.

Now, she watches over us all.



For Anya whom we all love.

Aaridys