09-20-2007, 01:15 PM
A young woman of about 17 tended the flowers in one corner. She wore a black dress to her knees with thick white tights and sturdy black boots. SHe had long hair to her shoulder blades in black waves and bright, moon-silvery grey eyes. Her skin was a sallow colour, her eyes mildly slanted with a longish nose and very full and red lips.
She composted the flowers near the King, humming.
"Without heroes we are all plain people and don't know how far we can go."