My Magical Masterpiece

Previously

…It wasn't a frantic, desperate attempt, but a careful, deliberate process. She didn't just stick them together; she seemed to coax them into place, their light intermingling, creating patterns and swirls that shifted and pulsed with life. It was as if the petals themselves were guiding her, cooperating with her artistic vision. A breathtaking tapestry of light and color began to take shape, far more vibrant and dynamic than Anna could have ever imagined. The griffin watched, a grudging admiration dawning in his ancient eyes. This was no mere trinket. This was a masterpiece in the making.