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Samodiva's Song [OOTD]

 Come away, oh weary traveller, and join the samodiva's festivities.
 We have no food to give, but our honeyed voices shall keep thy heart full. 
We have no mead to quench thy thirst, but drink from our spring, and thy head shall spin with joy.
We have no instrument but our song, but join us in our merry dance,
for you shall ne'er wish to leave, until your legs give out,
and the earth shall swallow you,
and our smiles devour you.

 Merry meet, dear traveller,for you have stumbled upon a land of enchantment unfamiliar to you.

 Recounts of the samodivas inhabiting this land vary from one source to another, and often change with the times. Though they were first depicted as unearthly beautiful maidens with flaming red hairs, I chose a version which pictured them as having locks spun from golden thread. I stayed true to their clothing of choice: a white cotton dress or shirt. And, despite being a habitual barefoot wanderer, I decided that these boots from Gipsy Dharma were simply too goo…

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