At a glance: High spirited yet tempered with discipline this unusual young woman is still keen to engage with the world around her, she is all smiles and laughter to most whom she meets although conversations of a personal variety are rarely entertained for long. Nevertheless there appeared a glint in her eyes as she moved away, an indication of more discourse to come, and with a composed gait she vanishes amongst her surroundings. Is it flight of fancy? Some trick of the senses maybe? Or does the faintest tang of reed mace and brine linger in her wake?