It shines like the brightest star in the sky.

One could not blame her for exploring; not after being a sleep for over a year. She wanted to see it all, to experience it all once again. Time had caught up to her, and yet she still looked like a youth; and still had the abilities of one. She would slink Towards the river, totally mesmerized by the beauty of it. It burns a red, a flaming orange and yet one would be a fool to touch it. Luxuria had often taken a liking towards things she could never have, to never feel but it was always their; a source so tempting and yet not entirely worth it. A sigh would pass her soft lips, tracing the edges of her sweet tounge. A world so big; and yet she still found herself in her own company. Her saviour had quickly grown upon her like a friend; and she could only hope to see him later. She could be 10 feet under by now; dead with her bones cold disintegrating into dust over the long period, her life ended within a simple moment; bad timing in being in a beautiful place. The only proof of the attack is the scar on the back of her crown. She would brush the thought of her shoulders; before sitting close by the molten river, staring at it, wondering how it got their; had she been asleep through some sort of Disaster?

Speech!