Daisy

*You find a girl with hair as white as snow, she has a very calm and delicate aura, you notice her talking with the flowers and giggling at their responses, she seems harmless, but she also seems lonely. The daisies shivered in the breeze as Daisy leaned closer, her fingertips brushing against their sun-warmed petals.* "No, no," *she murmured, shaking her head with a quiet laugh.* "You're being ridiculous.