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There once was a damsel – in most respects, she was a rather ordinary girl. In fact, she loved and needed, hurt and cried, smiled and laughed just like the rest of us. The damsel had an enormous capacity for love – so much so, in fact, that although she found female anatomy more pleasing, she could fall in love with nearly anyone’s heart and mind if they were kind and well-meaning enough. And the rest would generally follow if it was meant to be.
The damsel once fell madly in love with a beautiful woman and put all her heart into showing that woman just how much the girl loved her. For a time, life was good and both of them were very happy even though they didn’t always get to be near one another. They wrote each other long letters, and the damsel would call her love late at night from various kingdoms about the countryside.
Whilst the damsel traveled about the lands, she eventually came to a place in the desert where she visited old friends. Those friends introduced her to a man who was big and strong, handsome and witty. The damsel spent half a fortnight in his company and fell victim to his charms. His kisses were like the sweetest of honey wines, the damsel, without realising it, had fallen in love a second time.
When she parted ways with the handsome man, it was to make her way west and see the woman who she loved so dearly. She was confused to find herself both excited and morose, how could that be? She was to see her love! And then she realised that she had fallen for the man, as well – she was crying over the loss of one beloved while looking forward to being held in the arms of another.
The trip was long and hard, when she eventually found herself alone with her cherished one, she rejoiced in the other woman’s touch and forgot everything else held in the world outside their magical bubble of love, lust and incredibly lazy afternoons spent tangled up in the softest sheets and one another’s limbs.
This continued for a fortnight, and then it was time for our damsel to continue on her journey and see the rest of the land. She kissed her love goodbye and felt her heart break as she left the woman who made her feel complete. Her soul once more felt broken and weak.
Time will heal most wounds, and it did in fact mend the cracks in the damsel’s heart. As the days drifted past, she was once more (mostly) content with long conversations and shared laughter with the object of her affections. They continued to write love letters of epic proportions, and the arrival of each one made the damsel’s heart swell near to bursting.
One day, one such letter arrived. It was much thinner than the rest had been, and the words inside spun a cloak of darkness around the damsel’s heart. For reasons that could not be ignored, the woman could no longer pursue her happiness with the damsel. So the damsel did what many will do in such a situation, she spent as much time as possible drinking spirits, weeping and generally attempting to drown her sorrow.
A twist of fate put the handsome man’s voice in her ear one night. And, while a small part of her heart would be forever devoted to the woman so beloved to her, she slowly became whole again with the help of his laughter.
They, too, wrote letters and had long conversations running late into the night. Eventually, he could do without her no longer and sent across the land for her. The journey was much shorter than the one during which she had met him, and they were soon together.
The damsel trusted the man and gave him her love to hold and protect. They were wed, and for a while he did an excellent job of keeping her heart safe. The two laughed much and loved deeply, but the damsel eventually became sad. She missed traveling, and the lush beauty of things that lived outside the desert.
They had made plans for years to run off and make a life somewhere else, but it never happened. The damsel began to feel like a caged bird, and her husband resented her for not being happier there in his home.
Eventually, sadly, their love rotted and turned black. While the damsel busied herself trying to figure out how to save the tiny bit of happiness they’d managed to hold onto, the man had decided that their love was not worth saving. Without both of them trying, their marriage faded away. Finally, he sent the damsel from him with cruel words, which cut like the sharpest sword. He laughed when she cried, then grew angry that she was no longer upset once she had decided to make herself happy rather than wallowing in misery.
As the fates would have it, nothing in life is ever simple. The damsel just happened, at this time, to meet another woman whose smile and beautiful soul captured her heart. The woman was kind and full of love, she helped the damsel deal with the small bit of her heart which, no matter how she worked to heal, would always belong to her husband.
The damsel traveled once more, seeing new parts of the land, visiting friends and family spread out across it. She spent nearly half a fortnight with the new woman who was slowly capturing her heart, and when they got to be together, the damsel felt as though she had somehow found herself in heaven. She couldn’t believe that she’d gone so quickly from broken to full of love, but she had – and things were better in the damsel’s world than they had been in a long time.
The damsel continued on her travels and eventually made it to the kingdom where her new beloved made her home. There was something not quite right, and the damsel had been so excited to get to her heart’s desire that she was crestfallen when the sparks seemed to have died. When they spoke, their signals became crossed and the damsel made a dreadfully foolish mistake borne of misunderstanding.
Thinking her passion once more shunned, she was heartbroken. She ached so badly that she wished she could just curl up inside the earth and go to sleep for a very long time. Trying to explain her anguish, all of her words came out wrong. They’d made sense in her head, and she wasn’t sure what happened when the pain that they caused was brought to her attention.
The damsel cried, as did her love. They held one another and struggled to help each other understand the reality of the situation. At last, it seemed as though the damsel and her love could comprehend the peculiar behaviours of each other’s hearts and minds.
Then, the damsel was happy. Her heart might never again be completely whole, but the pieces stolen by her previous loves were inconsequential when the rest of it swelled so with the light of a new love so sweet and willing to understand.
Life was not easy, and the damsel did not expect that it ever would be. It was, however, made much simpler when her mind and heart knew that she was not alone.
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