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by Jana Kay had finished lunch and was now taking a stroll, down from the Mess Hall to the cabins. She was wearing a white jeans that sheathed her skinny legs, with an orange Camp-Half-Blood-shirt which was a bit too large for her lanky body. Her long, thin blonde hair was bound into a ponytail and was put over her right shoulder, almost falling to her waist. A little orchid blossom was sticking in it, behind her ear. She had put tiny earrings in the shape of a ladybeetle that gave her a more playful look. She was wearing with that a pair of green Chuck Taylor's.
Jana Kay came inside the cabin's courtyard, but somehow didn't want to go insider her cabin. She went near it, but sat outside it, on the grass.
Now it was spring, many flowers had started to grow: crocuses, tulips, ...
The young girl put a hand on the ground. She could feel the warm earth beneath her skin, under the soft grass. She ordered life to come forth, to form a bulb and to sprout.
Soon, a tiny stick came out of the earth and developed into a beautiful white rose blossom.
Jana Kay came inside the cabin's courtyard, but somehow didn't want to go insider her cabin. She went near it, but sat outside it, on the grass.
Now it was spring, many flowers had started to grow: crocuses, tulips, ...
The young girl put a hand on the ground. She could feel the warm earth beneath her skin, under the soft grass. She ordered life to come forth, to form a bulb and to sprout.
Soon, a tiny stick came out of the earth and developed into a beautiful white rose blossom.
