TomTaz

When I was alive, I loved stories.  It's one of the few characteristics I still maintain from my old self, even after all this time.  I remember who I was and what I did, but I can't remember the feelings of being that girl.  It's as if that life was the plot of just another book I've read - and it would have made a good book too.  A pretty shepherdess maiden falls in love with a handsome young hunter in the wilds of old Britannia, but they lived under the rule of a cruel and greedy chieftain.  When the hunter kills a deer from the chief's prized herd and goes into hiding, a search is conducted from house to house.  Just as the hunter's hidin