More ideas from Pia
When I wake up the next day, I feel much better. Someone wound up my shoulder in a bandage while I slept, and the pain is so much less I can almost believe it was nothing more than a bad scratch. I look around my cabin. (Aurelia, open RP)

She dreams of a life filled with ease and space, where she can live each day the way she wants to. She's boldly going after this, but it might still feel a little forbidden to "want that much" Bed, window, sun shining through.