there's an aura about herakin to the glow that surrounds a candle.It starts bright and moves to illuminateall those around it.
I think it starts in her eyes-sincere emotion thinly veiled behind green,she reaches out to touch everyone near her.
She is a ripple in a pond.We are a disturbance too.Everything we do will move.We are an action; there will be a reaction.
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