𝐏𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚 || 𝐉.𝐉𝐊 ✔️

𝐃𝐚𝐲 1 : 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠

This autumn season was one where I decided that I'd walk around each day, looking for inspirations.
For there's no greater inspiration than the nature itself. It tells everything one needs to know, but only when someone is willing to learn.

Everyone and everything can teach you something, but only when you are willing to learn something.

I walked past a few gardens, until I decided to sit in one, under a tree that still bore leaves. I hid in plain sight not wanting to be disturbed.

While I had a vague idea of what I wanted to write, I didn't want to start just yet. It had to wait. I wanted a perfect start to the story. This story has to become just as competent as my last one, a bestseller.

I drew sketches of the trees, the sky in my book. It's a hobby of mine. I was utterly focused on a  particular leafless tree that had a noticeably unique shape.

Out of the blue, a lady came there. I couldn't see her face just yet, but she seemed pretty.

Long black hair, an average height and an average body structure. Just as beautiful as any woman.

She adorned a floral blue frock, that flew with the wind while she was standing.

Soon after, she sat down under that tree taking out a book like thing that I didn't notice was tucked beneath her arm.

Now I could see her face from the side, she looked beautiful. Everyone is beautiful on their own and just that way I knew she was pretty.

But I'd be lying if I say I didn't find her prettier than usual.

She sat there quietly, and just like the cliché scene of a movie, her hair danced as the effect of the wind.

I didn't even realise when I completely shifted my focus to her. I didn't even realise when I was staring only at her, entirely unaware of the surroundings.

I watched her closely, and I drew her.

I drew her graceful figure sitting under that leafless tree.

And that was when I found another reason to come here tomorrow.
Not to visit any other park or garden, but this one.