Need A Friend
Once there was a young girl named Pariah, so
beautiful that she was envied by all the other maidens of the land, the
magnificently beautiful young girl longed for a friend so badly, a girl,
someone she could learn from, talk to, not like all the boys who confronted her
with desirous eyes and saw her for nothing more then their dream wife, not
because she was a great cook or because she sang lovely enough to make even the
sea cry, but because of her graceful unintentional beauty; she wished ever so
often to be plain, normal, she even prayed, prayed hard and long that the gods
wouldn't reject her the way the girls did or want her simply for her façade,
and then it happened, on the least anticipated but always prepared for moment,
she was answered, as if the god’s had heard her cries and send her a friend; a
young lady even more beautiful then she, her hair was ebony black and flowed
never endingly down her back and eyes of a color so strange it was
hypnotizing, her name was Jasline, and she spoke with an Angelique tone each time
she opened her perfect shaped lips, but even at her extraordinary appearance,
Pariah had no sense of undertone jealousy towards Jasline, In fact she
sympathized with her subconsciously because she knew, If no one else how it
felt to be discriminated solely based on looks; the two lovely young ladies
instantly bonded and became the best of friends.
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