Freia can never sit still, her mind always racing with a million thoughts even during what outwardly seems like a peaceful walk in the park. Walking through the grass, she finds herself drawn to something in the distance: a lone flower growing in the field, quickly heading over and kneeling beside it and taking out her phone to snap a few pictures for inspiration. Putting her phone away she finds herself still staring at the little flower as though entranced by it. Watching its thin stems and bell-like petals sway in the breeze, her mind calming as she imagines a gentle chiming as the wind washes over the little bells... A loud whirring noise and a clearing throat snap her out, looking over to find the park's groundskeeper standing nearby, lawnmower in hand. She had been standing in a part of the park that had yet to be mowed, and quickly apologized as she got up and took a few steps out of the groundskeeper's way. She winced as he went back to work, cutting the flower into pieces and continuing onward with his mower. The thin stem was turned to shreds and the little bells completely destroyed... Freia continued her walk, a piece of her heart broken.