maiden of mist

even though the moon only cast a dim light. one could see that the apparition of the girl could stir the heart of a man, young and old alike. i was tempted to try and touch her knowing that she lacked a corporeal form. i moved ever so slightly but that was enough to cause a creek in the leather and a tap of my sword shifting in the scabbard. she heard shooting a quick glance my way. spotting me she quickly jumped to her feet and dashed away. though i hope still to this day i know my eyes will never see The Maiden of Mist again.