Lake Lewisia #235

As she went about her daily chores and routines, she composed little soundtracks for the movie of her life, rising and falling with her moods and goals. The subtle magic of her footsteps let the music leak into those around her, who began to move to a beat only she could hear. It was a self-fulfilling prophecy she never knew she was making, a Pied Piper who never entirely noticed the people falling into line around her.

---

LL#235