Clotilda was a child of royal ancestry born on an African slave ship headed for the Americas. A bloodline which knew only opulence, wealth and safety. A bloodline of spiritual leaders and healers.
Her programming was for a world vastly different to the one she emerged into. She grew up knowing the depths of human depravity at the mercy of evil men and selectively blind women.
A Victim of Villains who believed themselves to be Heroes.
But no number of lashings could dim the magic of the light inside of her. A light that was healing to all who basked in her presence. A light so powerful it transcended the deepest fears of her community.
She alchemised wounds into wisdom. Pain into passion. Sorrow into joy. Hopelessness into higher connection. But she could not stay hidden from her ‘masters’. She was a threat to them. She was a threat to the entire system.
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Kayleigh Fraser ✨
philosopher, alchemist, writer & poet with a spirit of fire & passion for all things health & love related 💫
“Darkness to me is like water to the sea”
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