She made her way through the thicket surrounding her, crossing over dead leaves and remnants of fallen twigs, both of which began snapping as she slowly crossed over the decaying earth underneath her small feet. Stepping softly - but in no way timidly - the young woodland queen made her way through the browning forest around her lithe form.Her long gown made from fabric as white as the floating clouds in the sky swept behind her in fluttering movements, like a cascade of snow enveloping the spring. Long hair framed her slender, elfish face, highlighting her soft but mature features; dark mahogany against her ancient skin that flowed behind her in soft ringlets, fluttering in the breeze from nature's breath. A crown of laurel leaves made a halo against the darkness of her locks; bright, fresh green against her hair, contrasting against the dreary, dying surroundings of the forest surrounding her.Her pale feet floated in haste against the Earth making her look like a white phantom rushing through the dull foliage. Shadows attempted to shroud her in darkness - unsuccessful in their attempt to block her glow among the trees. Her ethernal cerulian eyes, lined with coal focused ahead. She determinedly looked towards her destination.Slowly, the malicious, and dreadful scenery changed into something more colourful, more lightened by the sun, more carefree and beautiful. Wild flowers lined the ground in bright arrays of colour. Jade, lavender, maroon, and dark cerise pink filled her vision as she halted before an untouched bed of meadow before her. Rising from the canopy of flowers was a throne made of interwoven roots and natural embellishments. Sweet, rich and all natural scents danced around her as she slowly made her way to her unearthly throne.Slowly lowering herself into her rightful place, she allowed a lovely smile to adorn her petal pink lips. Such was her kingdom...
