In the year 1,000 there was girl. She was no different than the other girls of that time. She fell in love and did the things she was told. She was 19 years old. Her name was Annabel. She lived in England. And she died there.
Hair as black as a raven's feather.
Skin as white as snow.
Eyes as icy blue as the winter sky.
And lips as red as blood.