This is Elizabeth, she likes reading, writing and drawing, you'll usually find her in a forest, maybe sat on the banks of a river, her face always buried in a book, paying absolutely no attention to whatever is around her you're out for a walk in the forest one afternoon, the ground soft under your feet, bluebells covering the grass like a blanket of blue, birds chirping, leafs of trees rustling in the warm summer breeze, then, you stumble apon a clearing, Elizabeth is sat there on the soft, green grass, as always, her face buried in a book... be whoever the hell you want, be a grasshopper for all I care, bye pookies :)