Inspo picture ^^
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In a world of rain and shine, of happiness and demise, the trees dance to the breeze.
In a garden comparable to heaven, the sun shines bright, the grass is green, and beautiful flowers bloom. The garden is a sanctuary of happy memories, love, and laughter.
Animals like chipmunks, rabbits, and squirrels roam around the tranquil area, happy for the safe aroma it brings. It feels as if there is no such thing as anger or sadness in this garden.
It would be impossible to feel anything other than happiness or tranquility when in the presence of the flowers and the flawless summer breeze.
The birds sing their songs, while dragonflies and butterflies flutter their way around. Countless varieties of flowers in shades of red, orange, yellow, pink, and white painted the whole garden, along with plants of all types- even exotic ones.
It's like the ways of the world have been defied just for this garden to exist. Some plants, animals, or flowers could never survive in a haven like this. But somehow, they do.
In the center of the garden there is a stone fountain that gleams the clearest, crisp, cool, quenchable water ever known. A statue of angels with their backs towards each other finds their spot on top of the fountain, as another statue of an angel peers over from a distance.
Off to the sides, surrounded with plants and flowers, are furniture of all sorts with auburn wood features. Chairs hug plush embroidered cushions, and a embroidered chaise and couch with alike cushion features accompanied with tables of the same wood.
The garden was perfect for any sort of activity, and was flexible with what it could support. It could hold people playing games of chess with the tables and chairs it supplied, or it could let you lounge and admire the scenery that surrounds as you talked amongst others. The garden can grant you endless beautiful moments to cherish, truly remarkable.
On one side of the garden is a gigantic stone gate, that connects to the rest of the stone hedge that's hidden by the beautiful foliage. Outside the gate is an expansive field and an adventurous forest that leads back to the world, so to keep the safe haven kept secret, the gate stays shut, and rarely ever stays open.
In the garden, farthest from the gate, stands a woman. Long wavy hair reaches down to her waist, swaying side to side and she takes slow steps. She wears a delectable dress with lace adorning the sleeves and ends of the dress.
She takes slow steps through the garden, hands delicatly holding a book. She carefully flips the pages, eager to know the story unfolding on the pages.
As she mindlessly walks through the garden she finds herself in front of the fountain. She stops for a moment to watch the flower petals float through the water. Slowly she lifts the ribbon bookmark up and down onto the pages and closes her book. She holds the book in one hand and uses her other hand to push the petals through the water.
But upon hearing the gate creak open, she snatches her hand out of the water and lifts her head in the direction of the alarming noise.
There stood a young lady, clothes ripped, and body covered in dirt and half dried blood, staring right back at her.
The woman drops her book in utter shock, her mouth open as if she's about to stay something but she doesn't mutter a word.
The lady takes a few steps closer, but immediately the woman walks around the fountain and makes way to her.
As the distance between them closes, the woman grabs her hands firmly before looking right into her eyes.
"You need to leave right now before this hell traps you too."
The lady looks at her, and then at the woman's hands holding her own, before looking back up.
"But-" "No. Did the gate close behind you? You need to go." Upon finishing her sentence, the lady lets go of her hands and begins to push her backwards towards the gate.
"Who's that over there?" The lady whispers and the woman gasps as she snaps her head to look behind her. The young lady takes this moment as a chance to break free of her grasp and make her way further into the garden.
She wasn't able to make it far before the woman got a grasp on her and engulfs her into a tight hug before whispering her pleads of her to leave into her ear.
The young lady pulls her head back and looks at the woman with anger before whispering back.
"But mother, you're the one who wrote the letter to me on how to get here. You wanted me to find you."
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Just a bunch of little things I've wrote
CasualeSome silly little things I wrote ☺️ Please do not copy me, these are my own little stories I came up!! A lot of these are inspired off of songs so there's music too!
