Phoebe
the nightingale
The nightingale appear'd the first
And as her melody she sang
And as her melody she sang
Phoebe jumped a little, surprised by the sudden voice. Her foot shifted one of the prisms on accident, breaking the streak of colors. But once she was assured she was in no danger, just another young woman likely roaming about who had happened upon her, she leaned down and fixed the prisms' position.
"Hello there." Phoebe said with a warm smile, looking from the girl to the ever growing rainbow on the ground. "The glass disperses the light so you can see the colors of the rainbow. Each prism is larger so the light stream is larger too." she explained, happy to share the information with another curious-minded fellow. "My name is Phoebe by the way."
"Hello there." Phoebe said with a warm smile, looking from the girl to the ever growing rainbow on the ground. "The glass disperses the light so you can see the colors of the rainbow. Each prism is larger so the light stream is larger too." she explained, happy to share the information with another curious-minded fellow. "My name is Phoebe by the way."
The apple into blossom burst
To life the grass and violets sprang
To life the grass and violets sprang
