“Maybe the ghost friend and I can have Thanksgiving together... along with Lucy and Daddy...”

Alexis sits in the snow, watching the snowflakes fall from the sky with a small smile on her face.

“Yes... I don’t care where our new home is... as long as you’re always here...” She lets a snowflake fall onto her palm.

She would get up to look at her father. “Okay. I hope the land is beautiful.”

Alexis would smile at her father.

Alexis looks at the sky, staring at the clouds in awe.

Alexis looks around in awe of the Southern Isles. “So pretty...”

Alexis was walking around an open field with many butterflies fluttering around her.

“Thank you, I’ve been needing someone to flower my garden for a long time. Aren’t they beautiful?”

The curious undead walks in her garden, looking at her flowers.

“You grow vegetables too?!”

“Oh my, let me see, little one.” The undead kneels down at the child’s level, looking at the cucumbers. She would gently touch the cucumbers and they would grow. “There we go.”

Alexis’s memory has become… very fuzzy once more. She doesn’t remember her family history, anything that happened at the beginning of the year were all lost. All she could remember was that her name is Alexis,and she woke up from the ground filled with flora and fauna.

“The flowers have always welcomed me since my awakening here in this forest… they’re like my children that I mother for.”

“Well, it’s very nice to meet you Victoria. I’m Alexis… at least I think it’s my name. I don’t remember things a lot… I don’t even know where I got the ability to grow different plants with a step of my foot in the grass.”

Alexis wakes up the next day, greeting her plants and flowers like she always does. She makes sure each and every plant and flower gets the amount of sun and water they need. Afterwards, she goes on a nice stroll through the forest.

Alexis stargazed as she finished watering her nighttime plants.

Alexis tends to her flora and fauna of her forest when she hears noises coming from a distance. Curious, the undead woman cautiously makes her way towards the noises.

Alexis tends to her garden at night, watering her flowers before stargazing on the roof

“Why thank you.”