Violet was having the strangest dream. She was being held prisoner by an angelic faced young woman who wore flat ankle strap sandals, silver bangle-bracelets all up and down her tanned muscular arms and a long gauzy tie-dyed dress which only slightly camouflaged the paint splatters all over it. The woman looked like the typical hippy free spirit of the 60s. Her long blonde hair was adorned with tiny braids interwoven with feathers and flowers along the side of her head and a beaded headband across her forehead.
Only thing missing was a guitar and a collection plate! Oh, yes, and weed.