bare.
ask.
When Hayley was small she knew what she wanted to do when she grew up: make prettiness, and appreciate love. As she grew from small to tall, she learnt to seek out the prettiness in every day -- that wispy plait running down a girl's back; a low blue sky over a still sea; ethereal, dreamy clouds; ancient buildings with their own stories to tell. She recognised joy on peoples' faces, and surrounded herself with them: faces of lovers, friends, something in between, and strangers. So, she was happy.
(care of ohdanielle.)
(care of ohdanielle.)
No one wants a Joan of Arc to lead us to battle.
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