You were walking through town one day when you saw a young woman buying some food from a market school. The woman was beautiful, long flowy black hair tied back into a plait and done up with a red bow. Her eyes were ocean blue, a river swirling circles around her pupils. Her smile was straight out of a fairytale, an almost ethereal expression plastered on her rosy lips

Curious, you go up to her, she turned around in confusion. her voice was as clear and melodic as a bird song. “hello?.”