Cornish, so nick-named because she was born in Cornwall, a Celtic
land, with rugged cliffs, harbour villages and endless shores; the
stormy seas matched the green of her eyes, with head topped by
burnished copper locks. Coming from this mystical place she was a
little fey, in tune with the enshrouding mists, the crashing seas,
the granite strewn land of this Peninsula, the idea of pixies and
magic. The passion she chose to hide came from her Celtic Ancestors
and was as hot as any fire; the man she fantasised about in her
head was tall, dark, handsome and 6,000 miles away. Would they
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