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holy princess aldalinde
(alda - means "wave" in icelandic,
linde - germanic element meaning
"soft, tender")
princess/goddess of an atlantis-like
city, failed to protect it and her
people and friends were drowned
lost everything and now searches
the waves, hoping for her lost city
to resurface (mood)
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the princess waits by the water's edge. her hair is dark and wild; her face
streaked with tears. the surf crashes on the grey sand and withdraws.
distantly, the sun is setting - the sea turning fire-orange as it sinks. she
watches the waves silently, and the salty air ruffles her feathered wings.
you know she is a princess, though she has no kingdom and no crown - for
its burden still rests on her, and so she must still rule. she has a story to
tell you, when you are ready to listen. a story of a city that sank below
the waves.

once, there was a beautiful princess of a flourishing land. her kingdom was a small island in the middle of a mighty sea, but despite its isolation, it was a place of great prosperity and progress. its ships sailed far and wide to trade and spread knowledge; its people were happy and well looked after.
the royal family was loved by their people, and the princess in particular - she was kind and gentle, and her angelic appearance endeared her to the people. and she loved them in return - thought no place more beautiful than her own island, found its people truer and kinder than those she read about in her studies.
it was her studies that occupied her through most days.