The Fisherman’s Daughter

29 Sep

“…as the fisherman’s daughter grew up, she spent every morning with her grandmother mending nets for the fishermen, and each afternoon, at about dusk, she used to walk several miles to the nearest well to bring back fresh water. The water

from that particular well was especially soft and she used it to wash her hair, which was long and very beautiful. The young woman took special care of it since she considered herself plain and feared that without its help she would never win a man’s heart. Her face was, in fact, perfectly pretty and she had many talents, but the other villagers only ever praised her for her hair. It was golden like a field of wheat in sunshine, and it lay in gentle waves as if the motion of the sea had crept into her comb.”
Fata-pescarului Elena-Greta Apostol Iscariotteh Illustration Fisherman's Daughter Water Blue Sketch

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