Literature
In Arms of Sorrow - FINAL [chapter 8]
So has the morning finally awoke, breaking through the descent of darkness with it's light. Weak sun beams fighting their way through branches, lightening up my face, gently caressing it with their pleasant warmth. A scent of fresh wrapping around trees, landing on the river's surface, fusioning all those fragrances together, creating a divine smell. A soft breeze was blowing through the leafs just above my head, causing them to shiver. Some even fall off, landing in the depth so far under.
A friendly greeting from Nature, a song presented to us, an intro, leading us into the day. This day, which will swallow all the history that has been
Exactly who I envision