The Enchantress

There is a girl.

An unknown girl.

Giving a twirl.

Who is she?

What is she doing here?

She just appeared.

No one knows.

All is froze.

As she walks the halls.

Her head down.

Her eyes closed.

Nothing exposed.

Her face was covered.

Look and discover.

No one dares to approach her.

She is almost a blur.

All afraid of what they might find beneath her veil.

Some say she is a ghost.

Others believe she is shy.

Mysterious at the most.

What secrets does she hide?

She has an aura.

Something screaming different.

She moves with grace.

A silent mystery in this place.

Whispers follow her every step.

Curiosity and fear in the air.

Everyone wonders, who is she really?

She is the new girl.

She is the enchantress.