Splendid maiden with hair like fine linen, silver braids that blow in the wind. Walking from among trees filled with glints of fair wings she steps out into the water and immerses herself in the cool running stream. Nymphs sing to her as she goes under, into the **** bed she wraps herself in a green shroud. Then she rises out of the water, her pail form covered as the sun shines down on her. She lets the green shroud fall to reveal her body, her curves are revealed as her long hair lays down over her body. She shakes off the silver droplets and pulls her hair up upon her like a crown. She sinks her toes into the warm sand as she lays out on a Lilly pad next to a frog warming itself. A warm breeze blows by and she feels her body stir. Off of the pad and onto a Water Lilly, she calls out softly as a fish comes and pushes the flower along. Down the river she goes, her magnificent form enchanting any who may happen to see her. The daughter of nature, a river princess crowned in beauty and grace by magic and creation.