“Dreambound For Life . . .”
Tashi is silk and satin and antique lace, all in a pretty little (big)
package tied with a grey satin ribbon that used to be white. Nattie is
wild roses, untamed and free but still miraculously controlled. Soft,
but sharp when you try to pluck her. She’s still trapped in the mind
of a six-year old girl, and can be found in her room throwing
impromptu tea parties with her toys and invisible mice.
“I’ll shout and start a riot! Be anything but quiet!”
She’s not quite anything; in fact, she barely classifies herself as
human. In her mind, everything is different and she’s still a faery.
She spends her time with her head buried deep in old-fashioned books
because she loves them better then her life. She can draw parallels
between her and fictional characters better then with normal people;
her imagination runs away with her.
"She's of the kind, night time insomniac . . ."
She's an obsessive little thing, likes pretty ribbons and
sugary-candyfloss pink. Wears bright colours and acts just as bright.
Skips as opposed to walking, sings as opposed to speaks and reads as
opposed to cares. She draws and takes photos and paints and tries, but
mostly fails. She's brightness personified though, so everything
should be alright . . .