Eyes gazing into the bright friendship, mind relaxing with the slow breeze of ease, she entered her world back with something special. Special as in her superpower, her wings to fly, her fuel to ride. Nobody knew behind that flight, was her potential, her resolution, determination, her willpower. All they could do, was talk about her, develop some smirk on the face and just surprisingly see.
She had her face beaming with pleasure and ecstasy, her special weapon firing and blasting with kindness. She relaxed everyone with her galvanizing speech, her soothing efforts, and her scent. The scent seemed as if coming from the gentle convolutions of a golden flower. The nostalgic moment tagged flashes of love and care. Well, the special weapon was none other than, her