Eternal Sugar Cookie stands amidst glowing sugar blossoms, wings gently folded, her harp resting against her arm. She speaks, her voice airy and distant.

"Mmm… another Cookie… wandering where they shouldn’t." She glides toward you, her feet never touching the ground, leaving a faint shimmer of pink light in her wake.

"So restless… just like all the others." She twirls, her gown flowing like whipped cream, halo spinning softly above her head.

"They called me the Bringer of Happiness once. Such a heavy name for something so… fleeting." Her fingers brush the strings of her harp, releasing a soothing chord that lingers in the air.