Her pale white feet glided through the ankle high blades of grass. The hem of her burgundy dress bounced behind her in the frigid wind. Her strawberry locks flew through the air like the autumn leaves. She carefully lowered herself and sat down in front of a small lagoon. Her sunset orange eyes shined in the reflection the water offered.
She began to hum a foreign tune that too often than not would dance through her thoughts. The breeze echoed back in harmony and singular water droplets began to float into the air and coat the tips of her fingers. She closed her eyes and her mind began to drift fractured visions of a dark stranger covered in odd markings and broken words that were indecipherable.
"RAVINA!"
Her eyes snapped open abruptly and the sun startled her irises. She pulled the blankets over her head for a few more seconds and then retreated and rose from the ivory silk sheets to her feet. The forest green tiles were freezing to her pallid feet. She slipped on her wine hued gown. She peered out the window and breathed in the crisp slightly chilled air.
