Jade played with the strands of hair that disconnected from her braid. It had been a long day. In the early morning she had walked through the forest that was only a mile from her home. She had been hidden through the shrubs and trees into her own paradise. Singing to herself as the sun peaked through the trees, and as she explored. By the afternoon, after lunch, she had stumbled upon a river where she spent a good amount of time skipping rocks, and whistling with the birds. She stood barefoot on the river bank until the sun took it's leave and replaced the sky with darkness and diamonds.<br/><br/>She watched over the river looking at the stars through the water, absorbing the entire magnificence to her hearts content. The earth was rich and she saw all that it could give. She loved it, she knew she what needed it more than machines, she needed nature. Simplicity of the world was all she could ever wish for, she did not want a corperate life, she wanted a free and beautiful life. Away from the technology of the world was all she needed, she had it too. Every single day.<br/><br/>But it was getting late...<br/>And with a heavy heart she slipped on her flats and bid goodbye to her utopia at least for now. She walked away toward her home that resided on the other side of town. She walked slowly, wanting so desperately to enjoy nature at least a little while longer. She walked for about a hour until she reached the graveyard. The graveyard was one of her favorite places in the town, and it was just right near her home. She walked inside, feeling completely at ease. Even in the dark she admired the beauty of the graveyard.<br/><br/>The upkeep of the graveyard was phenomenal, the way the trees were placed, the perfect hedges, and the old gazebo in the center that always looked like someone freshly painted it white. Everything, was nothing short of fantastic<br/>She was about to reach her favorite place in the graveyard, a weeping willow, when she heard the most peculiar noise. She went through the branches of the weeping willow hoping to cover herself from view.<br/>She heard someone...she heard them sing. She looked with curious eyes through the branches from the opposite side she entered. She saw a man, dancing to his own melody. He was enchanting. She stood there watching in awe. His voice was beautiful, and his dancing just as so.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Do I stand here or must I say something at this?</span>she thought to herself not taking her eyes off him. She bit her lip in nervousness...