Lion Head Mesa adoration

while Toula did pride herself on her appearance, it was only in the way that many of her own culture did. her cleanliness, the opulent things in which she wore. the things that she wore were all beautiful, lovely things. but that she too was beautiful... she had never thought to look at herself in such a way! in the way that so many of the great Goddesses were depicted and known to be.
among several other things, now being beautiful, too, felt important. how to do so, she would think so. Eset had done enough by saying so, and she looked to Eset with a gaze that searched for deception. there was none to be found. you are very beautiful too, Eset, she speaks with fondness in her voice, and wonders why she did not feel this passion before the fellahin. perhaps because the love in which Toula carries for her is true and real, and that strangely, she looks up to the woman. fellahin she might be, but she is held in too high regard.
if any is deserving of passion, it is the one before her. you have given me much to think of, Toula admits with a warm laugh, stepping now outside of the baths and waiting to be dried by fresh skins warmed by the sunrocks, I thank you, for your candor, and she prayed she would always receive it from the fellahin!

new thread incoming!!!!