The roses hugged and caressed the girl.
The girl hugged and caressed the roses.
A gleam of light ran across her eye.
She looked at her bottom right.
Steel.
A steel door.
This door didn't call.
It beckoned, yelled, pulled, enticed.
She pulled open the latch and fell inside.
She landed on a surprisingly soft bed of flowers.
Roses to be specific.
She spotted a tall woman.
Dark chocolate hair cascaded down her shoulders.
Her skin tinged with chlorophyll.
Her irises were deep blood red and laced with gold.
The Rose Queen.
