Upon a pure valley on top of a lush and green hill, sat a temple of tall quartz pillars covered with mossy vines and beautiful lively flowers strewn across the fresh grass.

The women would sit upon her knees in the grass beneath the temple, her long and slender fingers delicately strumming the golden strings of her golden Harp as her head tilted with grace to the sound of the Harp, Her wavy blonde hair rested along her breasts to cover them so gracefully before her pink pale lips parted. "Hm."