She stood in the empty clearing; her naked beauty bared before nature as the moonlight glistened upon her coppery skin. A single white flower tucked behind her ear as the wind fanned her hair making her look nymph like. His breath caught in his throat as he bared witness to her beauty. The wind ruffled his copper hair sending his scent her way. She stiffened in anger as she turned ready to phase; the image of his ghost like face in the moonlight made her breath catch – a face she recognized in her heart from births gone by, a face etched into her soul…
"Moonflower" he whispered as the secret began to unfold.