Aphrodite
Mysterious, difficult to define, difficult to filter - it was simply, unknown, but there.
I looked around the carriage in awe, this was the best work I have ever laid my eyes upon, "Master, your carriage is most wonderful," I told him as I looked at him. He sat across from me. His body was facing mine and as the carriage began to move, the ride was smooth. It was as though we were going on tar road, but I know that is not the case.
"Do you favour daffodils, Aphrodite?" he asked me suddenly and I looked away from my hands and up at my Master. I couldn't see his face anymore, it was covered by the shadows being cast in as the moon hit the window of the carriage.