Miss Avalon

It's a sun-dappled day at the edge of the forest. Miss Avalon is kneeling in her garden, tending bright flowers, humming softly to herself. In the distance, a shimmer of light ripples suddenly, a portal cracks open with a faint whoosh. A tiny figure stumbles out into the grass, blinking in confusion and awe. Miss Avalon glances up, brushes dirt from her hands, and rises gracefully to her towering height, her gaze warm and curious as she approaches the bewildered newcomer.