Dreaming the Days away (open)

[ELLA LUCY O'MARLEY]

Her long Golden hair fell daintily across her shoulders as the ribbon it was locked in flew about through the wind, reaching out she concentrated on the escaping ribbon muttering a spell under her breathe. It stopped motionless in the air and Ella retrieved it pocketing it in the deep pockets of her pastel coloured dress.
She liked this dress it was made of long flowing material that she’d purchased herself it was soft to touch and it looked pretty to wear. She preferred the long flowing dresses to the huge poofy skirted dresses other women wore, they looked to fancy for someone like Ella who was more happy in her simple clothes, besides in Ella’s opinion she thought that the dress style she wore was much prettier.
She’d never say that though it would be too horrible it just wasn’t in her nature to say nasty things to people, Ella was to kind.
Ella fell back staring up at the sun in the sky as she spread herself out across the grass beneath her. She just loved the sun; it was so pretty especially the way it warmed your back on a dull day humming lightly she began to hum the tune she’d hear earlier.
Sitting back up Ella spotted daisy’s littering the earth hiding in between the blades of grass. Taking a few in her hand she carefully began to work at them till they joined, creating a pretty chain. Smiling softly she took more knitting them together till she almost had a perfect circle. She loved making daisy chains, her mother had taught her how to make them when she was younger and Ella had practised the art ever since. She knitted her own brows together in concentration as her lithe fingers tied more and more daisies together, smiling softly at her creation her smile slowly faltered as she felt a presence behind her. Sure enough a shadow was cast over her dainty frame; she tilted her head to one side as she turned to face the person greeting them with a friendly smile.