*ROSA*
A week went by in a flash and all the preparations for the Lumar Festival had been carried out accordingly.
Today would be the beginning of the three day festival, and I was in the process of getting dressed for the big day.
"Gamma Rosaline. Do you want the white or the blue dress?"
"Blue," I replied brushing my hair which was now Gold in color, with little strips of brown. The evidence of change, I once had brown hair, and then gold strips came, and now there's barely a trace of brown.
"Gamma Rosaline. Sandals or heels?"
"Sandals please." I dropped the brush and stood up, fixing my bathrobe.
The blue Renaissance dress I chose was laid on my bed, and the black sandals were set aside. I took off my robe and the maid who picked it out helped me fix the ropes in the right places
