~Tarja sits in the middle of the meadow she smiles, then reaches for her guitar. Her mother was a witch, she was also the most beautiful fae she had ever saw. Tarja plays for a little bit she also sings to get a idea of what kind of music she wanted to play. Being the youngest daughter in her family wasn't easy her father was hardly ever around and when he was he busied himself with with her mother.
She smiles then sets her guitar down she looks around then stares off into space.
