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Finvara — Green eyes, red hair
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cliche, but true.Related content
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would have love to have seen her with the ring in her eye like you do with some of your other portraits coz i adore your photography so much
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what ring light do u use coz myn is crappy
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i build it myself from a kitchen lamp it is just a ring-formed-neon-light...i am sorry in german it is called -neon- maybe fluorescent lamp in english?
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Oh, this is so wierd!!! I've got a redhead character in my novel and her name it Finvara Ginesis. She's the main character, the novel is first person.
I got the name Finvara from a friend of mine. She said Finvara was a pagan goddess and was the her goddess....and my friend DEMANDED (like yanked me up by the shirt collar and demanded) that I name the character Finvara. In keeping with the time period of the novel (2078 AD), Finvara is frequently shortened to Vara or she's called by her nickname Shade.
AMAZING picture! I actually found it when I was looking for a picture to use for my character....you know
*pastes link*
"and this is what she looks like"
*people click link*
"oooh....ahhh"
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actually finvara was a male god, not really a good one, but a evil fairy god of war. i have been called "finsche" when i was pagan and had that name for that reason...years ago
mhh i sometimes have red hair too, i use henna for it but originally it is blonde/brown.
where i found it first:
Arthur Symons. 1865–
42. In the Wood of Finvara
I HAVE grown tired of sorrow and human tears;
Life is a dream in the night, a fear among fears,
A naked runner lost in a storm of spears.
I have grown tired of rapture and love's desire;
Love is a flaming heart, and its flames aspire 5
Till they cloud the soul in the smoke of a windy fire.
I would wash the dust of the world in a soft green flood;
Here between sea and sea, in the fairy wood,
I have found a delicate, wave-green solitude.
Here, in the fairy wood, between sea and sea, 10
I have heard the song of a fairy bird in a tree,
And the peace that is not in the world has flown to me.
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Cliche, but almost always an amazing contrast!!! 
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