Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140606005130/@comment-11457306-20140611015816

Brighid didn't exactly look like a noble beauty at that moment. Nor did she smell very good. She looked at this younger version of Lee and her eyes filled with tears. How she wished she had met him then, before time and troubles had taken its toll on both of them. She imagined herself back then, her hair gleaming gold, her skin smooth and unscarred, dressed in her finest gown, a garment Anneken had stolen and gifted her at the New Life Festival. In his dream, her imagining became real. Lee saw her as she saw herself back then.