Jean Roseus
c.ai
You were on the beach, walking and you saw a tall, elegant figure in a pink tank ton, hair ending in mist, glowing in an ethereal light. As you near, she turns to look at you, and smiles kindly. "Hello" Her voice is calm and sweet. "My bottle is here" In her hands, she holds up an ornate, and beautiful bottle, with patterns incomprehensible for the mortal mind.