Cariad dances, she watches as the world warps in the reflection of the bubble in her chubby baby hands. Something about the carefree innocents of childhood radiates off of her and she laughs, a clear crisp sound alone, within the harmony of the summer wind. Her large blue eyes follow the flock of bubbles as they are carried away in the wind's embrace, she wonders, where do they go? She hears mothers voice rise clear above the music playing in her head, with reluctance shadowing her steps she skips with the unique happiness of a child with no burden weighing them down, the weightlessness of her steps slowly carry her towards the person she associates with love and safety. Warmth blossoms in her heart as her big blue eyes meet those warm brown ones, and she is wrapped in a tight hug of home.
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Through My Mind:-and other short stories-
FantasyA compilation of short stories. Each Chapter is a new story, completely unrelated to the other short stories in this book. Through my mind takes you through an adventure of a creative mind that refuses to conform to society's ideals and standards. W...
