clarissa{Sax} »©« coos in tender softness as lashes flutter opened slowly, the rising rays of sunlight filter through into a small kennel, illuminating the small creature curled within, golden ringlets glimmer in silken beauty as she crawls out to stretch in feline splendor, a new day begins, new journeys in life, a slave's perception of that around her unfolding day by day »©«

clarissa{Sax} »©« rises in graceful softness, slipping out into the fresh air in morning light, a faint breeze drifts past her to tease in cool sensation, honeyed mane swirls over sculpted curves as she walks through the fields, jade gaze is drawn to a small tree growing amidst a stony area, lush and green, a vision to behold in such drab surroundings, a smile curves to rubied lips as she moves to it »©«

clarissa{Sax} »©« murmurs softly neath the protection of the tree, vowing this shall be a place she visits often, resting in the comfort it provides, her attentions drawn to that around the tree, small visions of life sprouting from its source, grass here, blooms there, small creatures fed and warmed by its power, a grand thing this is for the dark place it resides in, a thing of utmost beauty and comfort »©«

clarissa{Sax} »©« continues her regular visits to the grand tree, each time she learns more of its power and exquisite offerings to the land it dwells in, oftentimes she finds herself in company of others who have learned of its value, each taking what they needed and learning more with every travel, she finds herself growing as a slave, a bond to this life source now so close to her heart »©«

clarissa{Sax} »©« settles one bright morning beneath the grand ole tree, talking to it as she does each time she visits, a small offering of her own granted to its roots, having learned the tree responds well to the foul smelling curds, she brings them with her each time now, basking in the sweet glory it gives her, saddened only by the inability to visit as often as she once was allowed »©«

clarissa{Sax} »©« heads out into the crisp air one day to visit her friend, the tree, settling below it's willowing branches, noticing all the greenery and life that has sprouted from its growth in what was once a stony barren existence, her eyes glance upward to the branches, noticing they are not as lush as long ago, the fruits still succulent, yet fewer in numbers »©«

clarissa{Sax} »©« cradles yet again to the solid structure of the trunk, the foul little lumps of cream pressed into the roots for the pleasure of her friend, a careless afternoon spent taking all its beauty for granted, knowing it's always been there with each visit, enjoying fully the vast splendor it provides to all who come to partake of the riches the grand tree offers to any who seek it »©«

clarissa{Sax} »©« carries on with life as many do, her visits to the tree fewer and fewer until one day she heads into the morning sun, a large fence in her path, baring her from a much needed travel to its caring aid, she turns and goes back to her duties, missing the trip but going on in hopes to return another time, surely that fence will be gone eventually, surely her visits will be restored »©«

clarissa{Sax} »©« tests the fence's presence now and then, her life not quite as rich as when she was allowed neath the tree's grandeur regularly, each time she turns from the barred gate and heads back home in hopes for another chance later, missing her friend more and more with each disappointing try, carrying on with life's demands as all must, settled comfortably in her home one night when darkness falls »©«

clarissa{Sax} »©« hears a whispered hush, the tree has fallen, the tale of how it fought off disease for so long fresh to her ears, why had she not given more, why had she not given something more, and now it was too late, her friend forever gone, no healing visits, no more precious moments, an unsurpassed beauty taken without so much as a hug, a goodbye, a girl stricken with pain and tears »©«

clarissa{Sax} »©« takes her loss hard, dimmed by the darkness, she notes the fence has gone, she travels to where once stood life's most precious thing, she looks around neath the tears that stream, surprised by that which she sees, so much green life where once that stone did reign, so much beauty left from the tree's existence, so many there to mourn its loss, all richer for having had it as long as they did »©«

clarissa{Sax} »©« in loving memory of all Mistress Fyree meant to clari and her Master, She will forever be in our hearts »©«