*She strolls along the lake edge in her black bikini, her form feintly casting shadows before her.
The pale moon behind her casts a luminescent tinge to her already pale skin, her raven black hair flowing out and around her in streams. She doesn't even notice them. Her eyes are closed, her head tilted to the sky, and her thoughts, though with strong forces about them, not under sheild, but simply humming about her in harmony. Her small feet touch the grass so softly, so quietly, that she would really not be noticed at all, save the fact that she was singing a soft song to herself...*