° Payton Moormeier °

It all started in childhood. A little boy of about 7 years old was playing with cars. He raised his coffee-brown eyes and looked around, noticing a girl in a snow-white dress. She was sitting under a tree, weaving a wreath of different flowers. She looked about 5 or 6 years old, with dark brown hair and dark brown eyes, beautiful long dark eyelashes, and a few freckles on her nose. She was so focused, sitting alone, not playing with the other children.