Lady Whisper is among the most gentle of her kind. Hers is the comfort given without conditions, the peace of body and soul. Gentle and sturdy, with a soughing song as soft kitten's fur, as sweet as puppies' kisses and as warming as laughing children who gamble 'midst her quiet groves- this is Lady Whisper. When the wind blows through the wispy pine boughs, her voice may be heard and her comfort may be given to those who can be still long enough to hear. You who are weary in mind, you whose bodies are broken and torn- come stay, tarry a while, and you shall be healed.
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