Bakung looked envious at the pretty field of flowers, the wind blew softly so that their scents mingled to created the sweetest smell she had ever smelt. It reminded her of spring time eventhough it was now the end of summer.
She had spent hours just looking and smelling all the different flowers but there was one in particular that she had avoided. The lilly, it was her faviourite of all the the flowers, as he name mean "Wild Lilly", but that made it almost forbidden. She had secretly hoped that one day the love of her life would give her a Lilly, yet at the moment she had no romantic entanglements.
She looked up at the sky the sun began to sink endlessly into the mountains, a magnificent display of oranges and red swarled across the sky. It was probably time to leave to go home but she longed to watch the sun set completely before leaving, even if it did mean she would be left alone in the dark with the stars and the flowers.
