Legends speak of her, though no living human has ever seen her. Or if they have, then they have never spoken of it.
They say she was once a mortal woman who loved to spend all her days in a beautiful garden full of lovely pink blossoms and soft green grass.
They say that she and the garden fell in love, and that she shed her humanity to become one with the garden forever.
They say she still held human-like wanderlust and traveled the world, seeking the bounty of nature wherever it might be.
It is said that one look of her will lock your gaze, that one sound of her will deafen you to all else, that one smell of her will fragrant your soul, that one touch from her will leave you starved for more.
One taste of her lips, and you will be hers forever. You will change into a fae being like herself, and you will abandon your life to revel in the beauty of nature with her.
And you will be glad to do so.
This is all myth and legend, of course. Now as I was saying-
Oh. Oh, my....