Walking With The Oracle [Pt 1]

'She's perfect!'

Now that he was in her presence once again, Rey became reminded of how he felt the first time he laid eyes on the epitome of beauty.

The Oracle's every frame was perfection itself—from her perfectly beautiful face, to her shimmering blue eyes, and the dress she wore which was adorned with gold and all other forms of jewels.

Her hair was whiter than all else, and the fact that her body was bathed with the brilliant golden rays of the sanctuary around her only increased her appeal. Her very posture was full of elegance, and the way she stoically gazed upon Rey made her appear all the more majestic.

"So, you've returned…" She broke the silence, her eyes trailing to the Elf that Rey tightly had close to his chest.