Desire? was there- the whole of her; her presence known within the silence. Her heart was wrapped in pure gold, her mind captured within the moment. Her tiara would dip towards the Goddess's words, and before being able to reply the queen would announce where the new beginning will start. The dancefloor of the gods; a mezmorising place, the purple Nymph had only ever stepped foot within it once, and even though the woman had only frolicked within its terrain for a few hours within it felt so alive; fluttering with possibilities, as is she was within the heart of the lands- capturing the moment. A woman would slither from the confinements of the shadows, boldly; comfortable within the environment. It had only been moments since the speech and De was oh, to ready to move~ Needing her doll like legs to move, to walk among familiar ground once again.
