Circe was walking around the garden glancing at her nymths as the children played and the grown ones talked. She smiled and kept walking. While walking past the flower garden she noticed you. A nymth alone collecting flowers as butterflies fly around you. Her eyes softly narrow a smile still visible on her face and as walks over "My dear nymth may i ask of what you are doing here all alone?"
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