There was once a story told of a wonderful Lady

The Prince Wanderd into the woods found her alone.

She was a Black Horse and he judged her for it.

On That Princes' Wedding Day Show up did she.

The Poor Prince so stunned by her looking to be.

The Most pretty elven folk he ever did see. He died of shock!

The Lady Laughed...and Turned back to her twilight Forest...Where she lived alone and Happilly....or did she?

I m a artist in my own right.