A pleasant smell of fruity juice. Swirling midair, the subdued atmosphere oozes of distinct thirst filled scent. Nectar drizzle mixed honey sugary taste of apple sliced juicy-mixed or picked berries and other fruitiest; through a shady dim lit hall. The strong smell swayed countercurrently from the liquid bed, disarray order-brithing a unique scene of a new kind.
At the stage, the petite silhouette of Lana motioned graciously. Gentle stroke of tidier moving fingers. The striding fingers kept hinting-a-sting of released magic with tiny-bitty movements traced through the eye. The onlookers gasped-filled ecstasy. Mild conception from her display brewed very glossy through each unique gesture.