She filled her arms with roses, carefully separating the globular blooms from the sharp stalks. The smaller buds she placed in her hair, scenting it with their drowsy bouquet, their pinky blush spreading amongst the strands. She moved through the rose bushes, going deeper into the brown wood. The flowers pulsed like stars in amongst the heavy bramble, littering the woodland border with their secret song.
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