I was six when I first called upon one.
My father was in one of his drunken rages and my mother was the only one around to receive most of the hatred.
I hid were I always hide, in the attic silently letting my tears drop. Back then my mother was my only protection from anything in the world, until that faithful night in that cold dusty attic when i met Doron my gift.
She came out of light a beautiful blast of light that seemed to hold all my dream in it, because in that light I saw happiness and laughter and pure joy all in one place just waiting for me to come and relish in it.
the light left as quick as it came leaving me and my sad reality. Then suddenly I heard it a small voice call my name" Leia...oh Leia."
"wh...who...who's there" I replied
[i]"Don't be afraid Leia I won't hurt you little changeling"[i]
then suddenly a small figure stepped from behind our Christmas decorations.
At the age of six she barely came up to my knee but she was beautiful, she wore a white tunic with a
gold band clasped around her waist and her, golden brown hair flowed freely down her back,
her skin seemed to be pale and toned at the same time giving her a glowing aura
she looked at me and smiled [i]" beautiful Leia...don't worry I won't let anything hurt you"
[b]Okay so this is something i wrote in a burst of inspiration I kinda like it but I think I should try a different angle give me your opinions and tell me what you think>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>and please if you see it correct my grammar i love it when you do
