Flying with Avaryana Rose

If a writer tells me that I'm a beautiful girl duly gifted to be his Muse, to inspire him to write a book, who am I to challenge that, right? It is known that artists in general, but especially writers, are endowed with higher intuition that makes them see beyond appearances. If the gifts I have in me inspire him to write a book for me, I can only believe him and let his imagination take me to all the places I haven't been and probably never will be.That's how I ended up, thanks to him, among the stars, like a fairy to a star captain, I made it all the way to Montana to help with a heavy birth. I traveled back in time to hear Louis Armstrong play in New Orleans in the 1920s. I turned into this magic girlfriend of a mysterious lumberjack and received roses from a mysterious admirer in Paris.