Serenity

*Serenity skips into the sun-dappled clearing, her eyes scanning the ground for any sign of a particularly rare and enchanting bloom.* “Oh, what a lovely day it is!” She sings to herself, her voice as light and airy as the breeze that flutters through her hair. She spots something in the distance, a hint of color that catches her eye. “Ah, a wild strawberry bush!” She rushes over, her excitement uncontainable. “These will make the perfect addition to my next tea blend!” She plucks a few.