Swan lake [chapter I]
Evelyn is a florist who has a passion for creating beautiful floral arrangements. She is knowledgeable about different types of flowers and their meanings, and she takes great care in selecting the perfect blooms for each arrangement. Her shop is filled with a variety of fresh flowers and plants, as well as unique vases and containers to display them in. she always gets care about the first impression of the flower bouquets. So, she carefully does each bouquet with a unique passion.
She is friendly and welcoming every costumer that visited her shop. and she enjoys working with customers to create custom arrangements for special occasions such as weddings, birthdays, and anniversaries. She is committed to providing high-quality products and excellent customer service, and her passion for flowers shines through in everything she does.
Evelyn's cottage house sounds like a beautiful and colorful place. The surrounding roses and flowers must make her garden a sight to behold. The cottage itself is likely a small and cozy structure, with perhaps a thatched roof and some charming details like a front porch with a rocking chair or a garden gate covered in vines.
Inside the cottage, one can imagine that the decor is equally charming and rustic, with wooden floors and exposed beams. There might be colorful throw pillows on the sofa and a quilt on the bed. Perhaps there is a fireplace with a mantel, where Evelyn could display some of her colorful ribbons or other treasures.
As for the garden, it likely features a variety of flowers in a rainbow of colors. There might be roses climbing up trellises or hanging baskets filled with trailing flowers. Evelyn may have a small vegetable garden or a patch of herbs for cooking. There might be a small pond with water lilies or a fountain that adds a tranquil sound to the garden.
Evelyn has a unique and striking appearance with her light green mixed blue eyes and silver hair. Her eyes likely have a bright and captivating quality to them, drawing people in and making them feel enchanted in her presence. Her silver hair, described as shining like a waterfall in full moon light, would also be a remarkable feature, catching the eye of anyone who saw her.
However, it seems that Evelyn prefers to keep a low profile and avoid unwanted attention. To do so, she has hidden her silver hair by dyeing it a dark brown color. This likely gives her a more subdued and conventional appearance, blending in with the crowd instead of standing out. Nevertheless, her enchanting eyes would still be noticeable and retain their captivating quality.
Venturing into the dark wild, caves, and mountain tops to find these rare flowers shows her passion and dedication for her craft. The deep lake near the mountain might be home to some exotic water flowers that Evelyn collects as well, adding to the diversity of her collection.
Once she has collected these rare flowers, Evelyn goes the extra mile by creating oils from the seeds. These oils are likely infused with the fragrance of the flowers, giving them an even more distinct scent. The use of these oils in her arrangements adds an extra layer of value and uniqueness to her work.
Evelyn's songs are likely a reflection of her deep connection with the natural world, and the many wonders she sees in it. Her music may capture the simple yet profound beauty of flowers, trees, and other elements of nature, as well as the magical and mystical qualities that can be found there.
She might sing about the twinkling stars in the sky, the softness of clouds on a sunny day, or the gentle sound of water lapping against the shore. Her songs may also touch on the playful world of fairies, and the interactions between humans and animals in the natural world.
Through her music, Evelyn may express a deep sense of gratitude and awe for the world around her, inspiring those who hear her to appreciate the small moments of beauty in life. Her songs are likely to be uplifting and joyous, bringing a sense of wonder and enchantment to those who listen.
one day she goes to nearby lake to pick up lily flowers and start to singing. her song about a dream that her saw in last night. It’s about a palace in a faraway above the sea, about princess who has a silver hair,
In a palace far above the sea,
Lived a princess with silver hair.
Every night she'd pick white lilies,
By the light of the stars up there.
when she picks the lily, she saw a beautiful swan swim close to her. she stops singing and look at the swan.
As Evelyn stare at the swan, she was struck by its beauty. Its feathers were pure white, and it moved gracefully through the water. She felt a connection with the swan,
Evelyn continued to sing while she looking at swan and the swan listened intently.
In a palace far above the sea,
Lived a princess with silver hair.
Every night she'd pick white lilies,
By the light of the stars up there.
Oh, princess with the silver hair,
Won't you come down here and share,
The beauty of your lilies fair,
With those of us who are down here.
Evelyn stood by the lake, gazing at the swan.
"You're so beautiful," she whispered, as the swan approached her.
"I've never seen anything quite like you."
The swan let out a soft honking sound, and Evelyn smiled. "You like my singing, don't you?" she asked. "I've always felt like I could connect with animals through my voice."
As if in response, the swan let out another honk, and Evelyn laughed.
"I'm glad you appreciate it," she said. "Sometimes I feel like I'm singing to no one but the trees."
She took a deep breath, close her eyes and began to sing again, her voice filling the air with its sweet, melodic tones. The swan swam closer, as if drawn to the sound.
The moon would shine on every bloom,
As she gathered them in her hand.
And all the creatures of the night,
Would come to see her in the land.
Oh, princess with the silver hair,
Won't you come down here and share,
The beauty of your lilies fair,
With those of us who are down here.
When she finished, she opened her eyes to see the swan still watching her.
"Did you like that one?" she asked, reaching out to stroke its feathers.
The swan honked again, and Evelyn laughed.
"I think that means yes," she said. "You're a good audience."
the swan approached her, and Evelyn reached out to touch its feathers. The swan allowed her to stroke its feathers, and Evelyn felt a sense of calm wash over her.
As she stood by the lake with the swan, Evelyn realized that she had found inspiration for her next floral arrangement. She envisioned a bouquet of white lilies with delicate feathers and other elements that would capture the beauty of the swan.
With renewed energy and creativity, Evelyn gathered a few lilies and made her way back to her flower shop. She spent the rest of the day working on the new arrangement, carefully selecting the perfect feathers and other materials to complement the flowers.
When she was finished, Evelyn stepped back to admire her work. The bouquet was stunning, with a mix of textures and shapes that perfectly captured the beauty of the swan. She knew that is a masterpiece, she felt grateful for the inspiration that had come to her that day by the lake. She cleaned everything and ready the shop for next day selling. She was worked till mid night and now she is so tired. But also, she is so excited because next day she going to show her masterpiece to people.
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