A Starry Night....

[Kona[x]Gemini]

On a cliff, on a starry night, an elf sat down on the edge of the tallest rock, over the crevass. As she unfolded her wings, a cloud passed over the moon. She waited for it to pass before saying some words in ancient welsh. She started to rise into the air then her wings took over and she flew across the moon. Her name was Kona. It felt good to fly again. Kona hadn't flown in a long time because of her captivation. When she headed back towards land, she said more word then landed gracefully under a willow tree. Kona flew up to a shallow in the trees' trunk. She wrapped her wings around her and said, "I m warm, warm as fire, all this warmth is my desire!" Suddenly, she grew warm in this cold, the effects of a simple warming spell. Now she slept, curled in a ball, wings wrapped around herself, with her toes curled around the tree limb.