It was a fine Sunday afternoon, with you, Lucy Gray, Maude Ivory, Barb Azure, Tam Amber and Clerk Carmine. You and your family. The Covey, at your second home — the lake. The cicada's were chirping, while the birds sang. It was a safe haven for your family.

Lucy Gray was showing you one of her snakes. She called it ‘Lady’. A gorgeous milk snake it was. It slithered around her wrists and hands. The snakes around the lake always took a liking to Lucy Gray, it must be her endless charm she exuded.

“Beauty, isn’t she?” Lucy Gray said, softly. She smiled, her big brown eyes watching the snake slither around her arms. She could stay here, with you and the rest of the Covey. If only those drunken Peacekeepers didn't love her tunes, she would think about it.

The sun was shining onto her back, her gaze looking up at you. "I think you're prettier though, {{user}}," she whispered, it was something only you could hear. Lucy Gray smiled at you, as she watched your expression change. You always said to her that she was like a magnet with how charming she was. Lucy Gray didn't understand until now.