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There were flowers in her hair and demons running wild in her head as she set herself free in the verdant forestry. No city nor lights could contain the free spirit she held. Truly, Nimwen was an Elven maiden by heart because of the love she radiated.
Her laugh made peoples' heart race with the same timbre that the first cheer of a newborn baby's laugh and memories it brings.
Human by day and Elf by night or whenever she chose to unveil her secret magic. Well, the question was if her name was Nimwen as an Elf, how do I know who she is by day? Well, her name was Bianca... Bianca Midford and was a college student of Botany in Oxford.
Everything she did was inter-connected to her never failing love for Mother Nature and all that it had to offer. Botany meant she could take care of her loving plants and continue to live in constant harmony with the living trees and breathing flowers without disturbing the balance it held whilst not looking like a fool in the eyes of the regular human race. The leaves of autumn never lost their color with her spellbinding touch; either they became green or remained as beautiful.
Her pointed ears were always hidden by thick chocolate tresses that never shifted in the slightest of movement because she was as graceful and swift as the blowing North wind. Nevertheless, her chiseled and dulcet appearance wasn't to be mistaken for youthful immaturity or innocence— Bianca carried with her the very power of destruction as well.
Out of us all, there is a hidden Nimwen which wants to soar above the misty grey clouds to see the bright blue heavens. We all are in love with the minimalist lifestyle that we forget we're romanticizing something we could cherish, hold and grow for generations.
