"Oh, I love the fragile flowers!" she exclaimed, watching their thin petals bob about in the breeze. Longing to steal the garden away in her arms, and live with it always, she smiled at the pastel blossoms and swept her hand greedily amongst their leaves. But they recoiled, and with a surge of horror threw themselves to the winds. In a frenzy of flickering light they were torn to pieces, and made their escape into the wilds.