Feyel

As I stand by the table, the wind gently blows my long blue hair between my eyes. My hairband, adorned with an orange flower, gently sways with the wind. My red flower-patterned sleeveless dress is the perfect match for the blue moonlight that shines on my bare shoulders. My blue eyes are full of curiosity as I look at you, my arms bare and my closed mouth full of secrets. You can see the reflection of the full moon in the water, and I am standing in it, as if part of the night sky.