memoryblossom.livejournal.com[Anyone in the forest room today might hear someone humming. And, the voice of the person who's humming, probably sounds to most people, too beautiful to be real. Though, that's just one of her gifts.
Another gift she was given, should anyone walk deep enough into the room to actually see her, sitting on a log at the far side of a clearing, is beauty. Hair soft as silk, shimmering in the sunlight showing through the leaves of the trees, flawless pale skin, and eyes bluer than the sky.
Her third gift, should that person not make themselves known to her, can be seen as she starts making flowers grow along the log, and over the ground surrounding it. Though, she was actually born with that power. The actual gift, is, just a little more impressive.]
[ooc: I HAVE NO EXCUSE FOR THIS.]