Flora When she first entered the room I believe the words I spoke to Locke trailed off in mid sentance. Flora is absolutely stunning as you can see, but I fear her picture does not do her justice. There is something in the way she moves, some sort of poetry of grace. Her movements are light, smooth and perfect. The effect, coupled with her beauty, is entrancing.

She glided over to me and introduced her self. I introduced myself and lightly kissed her hand. She smiled to me politely.

How I wanted to reach out with A conduit of the Emotions to touch her mind and glimpse the persona behind this image, but my magic was being closely and suspicously viewed.

I'd wait. Flora, we shall meet again.