The golden beauty
They say that all that is glitters is not gold.
I beg to differ. I am as radiant as the sun, a golden beacon to all. I might be expensive, but I think I deserve it. Some think of it as vain, but I think of it as grandeur.
I like to think that autumn was made for me. When the leaves are changing to their golden browns and oranges, I seem to fit right in. And when those leaves eventually do fall, all eyes will be on me.
My name is Dividant. My name, quite literally, means different or distinct (no, do not confuse me with dividend or other stock-related terms). I am entirely gold and a polished individual, if I say so myself. I think high of myself and pity most of those around me. I like other shiny, gold related objects. My hair is always in a side braid with a gold bow.
I am not UFT or UFA.