*Indigo’s POV*
As I walk through the tree line, I see Ivy and a woman that looks sort of like Isis and Pocahontas. She has on a short brown sundress with black sandals with tribal markings on her arms and hands. Her hair is adorned with long locs with scattered shells at the end. Her eyes are white like the moon. Her skin is a honey brown color, and it is glowing. She is beautiful. “Come Indigo and sit down. Have a chat with me.” “I usually do not talk to strangers but I do not sense any danger or maliciousness from you.” “That’s because I am not malicious. Some would say that I am glorious. Some would say that I am manipulative, some would say that I am unfair. What would you say?” “I am not sure, I do not know you well enough to make that judgement of your character.” “Oh but you do kno
