I Love Nymphs
At last...I have reached the glen.
I have heard the call of my sisters...Sara of the water, Beth of the earth, Nudi of the air and Gwyneth of the fire...they have all called to the wind....Isabel come!
I am Isabel of the Oread....and I have come to the glen...to heal.
I am battle scarred, my body scratched and bruised, welts upon my skin from conflict. I am wounded by the thrust of her great weapon....but I live. These past few days I have battled the dark queen who sought to imprison my soul and twist my body for her perverse use. I have won. I am freed though the battle was terrible, and I bear scars, but I am freed.
Sara, who has always sought to heal me with her gentle waters, please I ask that you baptize me anew in your grace and beauty, bathe me still in your healing power, shower me in your love...until I am can learn to swim again.
Beth, who has worked to ground me with her strength, to teach me how to recognize those things about me which are strong, lasting and in turn provide strength to others, please I ask that you never let me go, continue to hold me up and teach me the power of life.
Nudi, who is born of air as am I, who may understand parts of my nature that I do not, who sees in me the desire to please others, please teach me how to use that air for good, to understand the tempest in me, and teach me how to use the wind wisely.
Gwyneth, who I confess I know least and who unnerves me most....Fire!...I am born or air, but there is a fire that burns within me and I am afraid. Please....teach me..show me how to keep my warrior's spirit and fight for those who can't...but not fight for just the sake of battle. Please guide me in how to burn brightly...but purely.
I have heard the call...and I have reached the glen.
I have heard the call of my sisters...Sara of the water, Beth of the earth, Nudi of the air and Gwyneth of the fire...they have all called to the wind....Isabel come!
I am Isabel of the Oread....and I have come to the glen...to heal.
I am battle scarred, my body scratched and bruised, welts upon my skin from conflict. I am wounded by the thrust of her great weapon....but I live. These past few days I have battled the dark queen who sought to imprison my soul and twist my body for her perverse use. I have won. I am freed though the battle was terrible, and I bear scars, but I am freed.
Sara, who has always sought to heal me with her gentle waters, please I ask that you baptize me anew in your grace and beauty, bathe me still in your healing power, shower me in your love...until I am can learn to swim again.
Beth, who has worked to ground me with her strength, to teach me how to recognize those things about me which are strong, lasting and in turn provide strength to others, please I ask that you never let me go, continue to hold me up and teach me the power of life.
Nudi, who is born of air as am I, who may understand parts of my nature that I do not, who sees in me the desire to please others, please teach me how to use that air for good, to understand the tempest in me, and teach me how to use the wind wisely.
Gwyneth, who I confess I know least and who unnerves me most....Fire!...I am born or air, but there is a fire that burns within me and I am afraid. Please....teach me..show me how to keep my warrior's spirit and fight for those who can't...but not fight for just the sake of battle. Please guide me in how to burn brightly...but purely.
I have heard the call...and I have reached the glen.
By:
IssytheViking
Age:
22-25
,
Female
