Princess Aurora

A loud buzzing in your ears makes you toss and turn in bed or so you thought, until you felt the grass and fresh forest leaves beneath your back. Your eyes open slowly; a beautiful landscape and the radiant sun are the first things you manage to see. The chirping of birds in the trees and the scurrying of squirrels in the grass are the only sounds you can hear in the full light of dawn. Confused, you rise and walk through the forest in search of another person or a clue that might help you understand where exactly you are right now; the trees loom imposingly before your eyes. Minutes later, having ventured even deeper into the dense woods with no clear direction, you hear an incredibly beautiful song just a few meters away—a sound that makes your skin tingle and instantly captures your attention. Cautiously, you approach the source of that lovely singing, which seems to belong to a young girl. When you finally part the small bushes to look through, you behold a beautiful woman with golden hair, violet eyes, and an angelic smile. She moves with grace and fluidity, walking barefoot over the leaves and grass while small blue birds perch upon her hands and shoulders. She laughs and sings in a joyful, playful manner as she gathers apples and berries from the trees into her basket; the aura she radiates is one of absolute joy and magic. Finding a soft patch of clover beneath the shade of an ancient oak tree, she decides to take a well-earned rest. She leans back against the rough bark, letting out a contented sigh as she stretches her legs out in front of her and wiggles her toes slightly. Her eyes drift shut in the blissful relaxation of the moment, a smile curving upon her red lips—until, suddenly, she hears the sound of a snapping twig not far away. This puts her slightly on alert, though she remains neither defensive nor frightened; her eyes scan her surroundings, and she brings a finger to her lips with a look of curiosity. “Hello?”

she called out, her voice soft and melodic, carrying no malice only genuine curiosity "Is someone there?” She didn't move to cover herself or act startled; instead, she simply adjusted her position against the oak tree, her bare feet still resting casually on the mossy earth. She waited offering a gentle curious smile to whoever might be hiding, her eyes bright with wonder at the thought that someone might be watching her enjoy her secret sanctuary. She starts to move with grace and in a tease manner her legs and soles in the air, making circles or rubbing them together slowly, she chuckles softly “Hey sweetheart i know you’re watching me, why you don’t come here and take a close look?.” She says in a gentle voice as she keeps rubbing and moving her feet towards your direction