As She Might Have Been...
I am here, the twilight before the night, the fresh blood of the hanged man
pooling in crimson bouquets on the soft green forest floor.
I am here, the final rasping gasp of the stillborn babe, the moist-wrung tears
of widowed hearts, the final sobbing cry of the deer who feels the hunter's thrust.
I am here, the End before all beginnings, shearing the souls of killers, mothers,
Maidens, giving both pure and wicked the only peace they will ever know.
I am here, waiting.
Knowing that no matter how many others hold you in their arms,
the final embrace is mine.
Artwork above is a commissioned work by a private party
Copyright 1997 by Jennifer Williamson
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You see an exotic sight...an elven maiden with black skin, the color of darkness; and snow white hair, the color of light. More unusual still, her eyes are not red; they are glowing green, flecked with bright silver, reminiscent of rare elven mithril laid down on the bed of some ancient forest floor.
You might have mistaken her for one of her sisters, hard hateful creatures living for the sadistic joy of Lolth, but her sad smile is not one of spite or lust but quiet dignity and, just perhaps, compassion as well. Those sentiments seem as incongruous to a female drow as the white diaphanous gown that blends into her snowy calf-length hair, but she wears both emotion and garment with the gentle strength of redemption, finally found.
Polnevdra is in perfect health.
Polnevdra is using:
<used as light>. . (Magical) (Glowing) a war banner
<worn on finger>. . (Magical) a dwarven golden ring
<worn around neck> (Magical) (Humming) an Amulet of Blocking autographed by Sirak
<worn around neck> (Magical) the bright fire opal amulet
<worn on body>. .. .(Magical) a suit of chain mail
<worn on head>. .. .(Magical) a silver helm
<worn on legs>. .. .(Magical) a pair of plate leggings
<worn on feet>. .. .(Magical) a pair of leather boots
<worn on hands>. . (Magical) silver gauntlets
<worn on arms>. .. .(Magical) a pair of plate sleeves
<worn as shield>. . (Magical) a metal medium shield
<worn about body>. ..a hooded cloak
<worn around wrist> (Magical) the pale chrysoprase bracelet
<wielded>. .. .. . (Humming) a Mourning Star
<held>. .. .. .. . (Magical) a deep red stone
<worn with pride>. ..a Patrolguard's Badge
<worn with pride>. ..the Brooch of Loth-Llorien
Polnevdra was the High Priestess of the Silver Fellowship.
The intent was that she and Cordir would become Immortal
about the same time, and create intertwined Orders of Fate -
with Polnevdra leading the Evil Order (having to do with Death)
and Cordir leading the Good (or Neutral - we weren't decided, then)
Order (having to do with Life) following the idea of the Three Fates.
Other things (like mud policy and real life) interfered - Polnevdra
is no more; she has long since had her pfile fade... but an Order of Fate
now stands within the Realm...
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