[Sunflowers. Not a too bad. Amelia takes a deep breath and closes her eyes for just a second, Envisioning the vivid yellow blooms with dark fuzzy centers, always facing the sun, rays of sunshine that grow from the earth...
A green glow emits from her palms that run over the surface of the chair and from the seat, tall green stalk burst through the wooden exterior and yellow buds open up into what are unmistakably sunflowers.
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A green glow emits from her palms that run over the surface of the chair and from the seat, tall green stalk burst through the wooden exterior and yellow buds open up into what are unmistakably sunflowers.
A something out of nothing.]