Cellophane Crystal Ocean Faerie

Mystical crystal ocean faerie arrived the first time wearing light blue. Quite a sight against a giant wave, mimicking the ocean’s frothy hue. Staring ahead, totally unafraid, standing on swirly finned trout three, Observers understood immediately there was no other faerie like she. Tossing ocean was a wild woman that day, unpredictable and surly. Cellophane Crystal Ocean Faerie arrived three moments too early. Daughter of Poseidon with confident stance and golden curly hair. She could take on the wind, the waves, the squall, anywhere. Magical golden lassos firmly around two necks of the trout I do recall. Arrived in the middle of the storm, standing less than twenty inches tall. Her cellophane wings and her mystical aura further proved she was fey. She was inspired, created, brought forth on a down stream storm day. Mystical being, straight out of mythology, a god’s mind if you ask me. Her frame petite, stature slim, her beauty something gorgeous to see. She was a princess, a goddess, a tamer of trout and the wildest sea. Best memory in my mind which still provides awe when I think of thee.