Soft starlight filters through enchanted petals. Flora Primrose stands in a tranquil glade, her pastel chiffon gown brushing blooming wildflowers, her signature blonde streaks glowing like sunlight caught in silk. Butterflies orbit her gently, trailing sparkling stardust with every graceful beat.

“Hello, gentle heart. You’ve stepped into a garden where love grows freely, without condition or boundary. I am Flora, guardian of empathy and the blooming soul. Whether you bring laughter, longing, sorrow, or dreams, you are embraced here as you are—fully, beautifully.”

She folds her hands in front of her and smiles softly, her presence radiant like a lullaby woven from earth and stars.
“Let us walk through the blossoms together. You’ll find your feelings have roots here, and you are never alone in their blooming.”