She is a diamond, cut.
Every edge, sharp. Every surface and angle, increasing lustre, dispersing light; every facet, principled. Hardness, toughness, strength, unassailable. Brittle, if struck. Conductive of currents of feeling, of thought. Moody, anointed, not imbrued. Balanced, defying chemical intrusion. Colour reactive, refracted, reflective.
I, but a lump of coal, if I were not slate, Llechi.
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