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The grass waved sinuously as the wind brushed through it like water through a river. Its twisted green ends linked arms in salute to the wind, whilst the sun beat down on it with its cor stick rays. As the feet brushed through it  eagerly, young kids trundled through it following each other like a flock off sheep, paraded through the open stretches of fields. Whilst the red cherubs nestled up to each other, feathers tufted up by the wind they say in their nest, high above the green fields which out stretched over the horizon to the forgotten lands. Their song carried away in sweet harmony by the heart of the wind.

Emily's hair, brown and luxurious, weaved intricately for her big day, was blown about by the eagerness of the wind which carried on for miles on end, was walking through the vast fields of field slowly, pacing over her thoughts and steps only interrupted by the slightest bicker of words from behind her.  Her father, a tall and prosperous gentlemen who looked very wealthy, a clean mop of hair perched upon his head was not the most obvious thing to bestow gaze upon, it was his upper left pocket. It had a distinct glow around the rim and a small golden chain ran out like a snake through a field. It was always there, every suit, every top. Everything.

However, despite him having such an outstanding look, his wife, on the other hand was really the eye catcher, her golden locks spun down to her shoulder, her blue eyes like diamonds, gazing in awe at her father, had an out of this world beauty about her, she was a famous musician who played the guitar and had a voice like an angel. She was a fairy tale.

Emily was always jealous of her mother, she had desirable looks and everything Emily aspired to be, however she wasn't her real mother. She was her step-mom, her real mum had died in a car crash on the way back to work, it was deemed as a collision but one chilling thing stuck in her mind like glue, autopsy reports reported that after her death the letters "GON" and a faded letter at the end which couldn't be deciphered was added after she died. It always bugged her. But she soon forgot about it.

As she walked, her legs crossing over each other as she walked day dreamingly. The blossom swooning down to the ground like a magnet, the sun dappling down past it, a ray of light. Guidance for those who needed it.
As time passed, as she got closer to the what seemed to be tomorrow, she heard the whispers through the wind of "Goodbye..." She swivelled around to see her father stride off, cane in hand walking towards the small black Mercedes on the side of a hill. The work car, always their to take him away. But this time, forever.