She moved through the garden as if the light had chosen her.
Gold caught in her hair, petals gathered around her, and everything she touched seemed to soften into something almost dreamlike.
For a moment, she was no longer standing among the flowers.
She had become part of the glow.
She moved through the garden as if the light had chosen her.
Gold caught in her hair, petals gathered around her, and everything she touched seemed to soften into something almost dreamlike.
For a moment, she was no longer standing among the flowers.
She had become part of the glow.
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