She knelt by the rocky edge of the shimmering lake, under the illuminating silvery moon which sat upon the nothingness of the dark heavenlies above. Her lean frame cast not the least of shadows on this terrestrial world. Reaching out with her slender hand as weightless as a pure feather, Venusia drew on the surface of the reflective waters, the divine action of which produced graceful rhythmic ripples. They absorbed her release of latent energy to arise and descend in perfectly choreographed sequence while simultaneously emanating the dewy whispers of nature...
Her age-defying face could confuse any mortal's guess of her fathomless youth, but each of her rejuvenation is like the untraceable origin of the universe, ever spreading even though as ancient as the source of all deities. Against the speed of time, her intangible heart sprinted as furiously as her fragile aura could bear, yet the very essence of pristine serenity she birthed forth ceaselessly was all-evident and overpowering.
Her liquid crystal gown adhering to her thin mist-like skin shed blinding golden as well as colourless sparkles on every spot they touched. She now resigned to the conclusion of her brief presence on earth. She knew her destiny, likened to a sentence she dreaded, was never meant to be gratified with love from a second being, much less one who possessed a temporal span of existence. The curse was now in effect, erasing all her affections and soulful memories until she was devoid of every fleshly awareness...
The lake felt her fate and was agitated. She was neither stirred nor affirmed by all the disturbances but simply let her fingers finished their ultimate embellishment on the only moving form of matter as vulnerable and receptive as herself...Will the self inside her be forever emptied of wholeness and certainty of a once alternate past? In a flash, she came to vanish out of sight, leaving behind the raging waves pouring violently onto the wistful banks...
