Small and slime this one hand was seemed to be, yet with graceful and nimble touch picking a stalk of a plant amongst hundreds of others which similar in shapes mostly, yet so much different in color - though hardly noticeable by using a commoner's glimpse; while the others had a shade of kelly green, this one specific plant that this hand had picked was a bit of turquoise in tone. Apparently, for it was a herb plant which had been handpicked carefully by this tiny pair of observant eyes – a tiny pair of pale brown eyes fixing on that small, branching and spreading shrub-like root; with turquoise leaves, and long flowering shoots. Such a feeble-looking, and fragile little plant amongst this verdure on top of a small hill, now being within a gentle grasp of a young little girl who seemed to drown and enjoy herself down amongst the lush verdure, and only because of her russet tunic that made her stand out amongst,