Chimes of A Fountain (natunest)
Lines of crisp clean young trees bore plentiful fruit high above in the pastures on the right of the dirt path through the rolling country. These orchards were caged in bit a white stone low wall.  To the left is just a sea of bounding hills of tall wild grass and flowers, dotted with bundles of stranded trees. The hills wash away into a wood on the other side, which would end up leading to a dense forest up to a range of mountains. A beautiful moon shone above, lighting up the world below. There were only a couple of clouds floating through. There are dark masses of clouds starting to creep above the mountains on the horizon, dancing on the breeze and promising a storm.  These was a small resting area with a small fountain in center of an oval white stoned patio. Here, there was a tall dense tree at the other end of where the path met this area. There were some stone benches and even a couple of picnic tables about. However, this once peaceful area held some woe for the night. A dim light flickered in reflection upon the water within the dancing fountain. A cool chill took over the place, and seeming to come from a bench where a girl sat. Everything about her was pale... no... white! Her eyes, her hair, her dress, everything, even the chain attached at her ankle. Her hair floated behind her just off of her back, as if there was a never ending breeze constantly lifting it. Her dress also flowed very softly as if caught in that same current. What was stranger yet, she seemed to be just slightly... see-though. You could just see a faint hint of the bench she was sitting upon, the tree through her sides and the hills through her chest. She also seemed to be the source of that eerie dim glow, pulsing as if it was breathing.  The girl's eyes were casted downward, her hands upon her lap elegantly. She held a small old purse in them, even though the string-like straps were around her neck. It was as if she was ensuring that it didn't get lost. Still, it was a bit sad, her expression. It looked like she was lost.Â
