As the courtesan lives the life given she ever looks for a light in her life she finds dark from time. Not long she will have to pass her trade to those younger more sought for beauty and life. She feels years pulling on her as if pulling her to the life of a crone. wanted not loved not. But for a moment she can find comfort in the arms that hold her if even for a moment.

Then a light comes one that pulls her from the depths of what she has come to know. One that brings her hope that the world is not the tainted beast she has seen it become. She allows herself to believe though deep down she knows it is folly.

A dream world where all is right nothing can touch her, hurt her, and she will always know that which she never has. As days pass with no light she knows in her heart that it is not real and knows she must continue on with her plight. Then light once more peeks it head and all doubt vanishes from her head as she lays embraced and loved, and for a time she holds on to that.

Deciet of ones heart is the true enemy, for in her mind she knows that this was never meant to be her life. But what is life with out hope. Does she flee from it and continue the life that was meant for her or does she grab hold and long for that one moment of true passion and hope. cherishing the dream as it exhists.

Hurt is the only thing that lies in this path but she cares not. Hurt has become a part of her. the time away from the light brigs hurt, the truth of the light brings hurt. Deciet within the light brings hurt. But the moments of pure bliss she believes are worth every moment.

She is not a fool to think she will ever get anything better then the life given to her ...OH but to dream...................