Luna walks to the gardens with a smile on her face and a black drawing pad in hand. She settles down under a cherry blossom tree and takes her bag off of her shoulder. She pulls out a box full of charcoals and looks at her hands which were covered from the morning full of drawing. She touches her face, moving her hair out of it, instantly regretting it. She now had a black smudge across her cheek. She sighs and opens the book on her lap, revealing a charcoal drawing of wings holding a red rose; the only thing coloured were the red petals. She hadn't drawn in a long time and it felt good to do so in a lovely place. The moment she saw the gardens she fell in love with it. The beauty and peace of it enticed her in that she couldn't help but keep going there. She looked around to see no one and she began to draw again but this time a simple leaf with the ends burning in flames. She loved the way the charcoal graced the page in smooth strokes and it caused her to smile.