How long had she been reading from the book, Louisa couldn't tell. The sun was still up, though. It was probably a good sign since the girl usually didn't track time while reading. However, the good side was that she got the framing spell all in her mind now. With a somewhat clear vision of her to-be frame.

Louisa unfolded the piece of paper on the bench, while shifting slightly in her place to get more comfortable. She took out her wand from underneath the robe and cleared her throat. "Statua Habitum," she said loudly tracing the invisible square around the piece of paper.

The edges started to shrink, wrinkle and get darker in color. Then it stopped. Louisa gave a lopsided smile, "And that is the first step." The girl tilted her head to the right, staring at the wrinkled edge paper. Then tilted it to the left, trying to enrich her imagination to produce the sophisticated frame she wanted to give to... err.. someone.