First Look

The first time he saw her... mocha skin... smiling beautifully as she danced at the cafe...moving beautifully... like she had descended from the heavens... a red flower smiling gaily from behind her ear... There was fey magic in the air... he felt as if she was beckoning to him and him alone as she danced...

Snow Queen

Weariness... descends slowly like winter's first snow... her black hair swirling over her ivory face... hands raised... the katana ready to strike the lethal blow... The sword comes down... slicing her opponent in half... the blade is covered in gore...she lifts her hand and brushes her cheek... now her face looks blood in snow...Alas the snow queen had arrived... with her icy promise of death...