A young girl with pale skin and hair red as blood walks through the forest just before midnight. The sound of the forest creatures is nearly silent as most sleep. The few that are awake move almost silently through the trees and along the ground. A full moon shines through the trees and guides the young girl’s way to the hilltop in the center of the forest. She walks quietly seeing through the darkness with eyes that shine in the light of the moon; mirroring its beauty and mystery. She walks slowly, almost gliding over the brush covered ground. Bats flutter about eating bugs from the air, while a fox chases down a mouse to feed to its pups.
As she approaches the hill the small child draws the string binding her robe around her body, causing the silk garment to fall, her skin shines almost as brightly as her eyes in the pale moonlight. Silent gliding steps bring the child to the top of the hill. It is bare of any life, but has a single flower growing at its peak; a blossom o