What makes a woman?
Her glossy, flowing hair?
Her soft and supple breasts?
Her features, painted, plucked, and powdered?
What makes a woman?
Is it in her curved hips and rounded thighs?
Is it in her life giving organs?
Is it in her hourglass figure?
What makes a woman?
Should it be her gentility?
Should it be her grace?
Should it be her fragility?
A woman is power.
A woman is strength.
A woman is perseverance.
A woman is kindness.
Her steps cause the earth to quake.
Her voice shakes the sky.
Her beauty radiates to the heavens.
Her soul touches the multitudes.
Womanhood wears many faces.
Womanhood bears many burdens.
Womanhood is the figure in the mirror.
Womanhood is the truth in your soul.
About the Creator
A Letter to the Firestarter
Dear Firestarter, We can all see you, we've been watching you since you began. In case you didn't know we were here before you and we will be here after. We witnessed your rise, your setbacks, your guilt and your lies. We witnessed you start the fire.
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The Duelist
The rays of a dying red sun flashed against the onrushing blade. The grey beards say the key to dueling lies in size, speed, reach, righteous fury, whatever the person in front of them pays them to say. Matteo knew better than any it was none of these and had an undefeated record on these sands to prove it.
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