Alternative Version of Free •••
Laying in the grass, she studies the shape of the clouds, trying to make out non-existent figures from the white outlines. Feeling the suns rays heat up her cheeks, she watches brightly colored leaves fall from the trees, as they softly land around her body. As she listens to the sound of a distant waterfall, she feels the breeze make her hair dance around her face. Butterflies land gently on her legs, making her skin tingle from their delicate wings. She takes in a deep breath of the fresh air, and exhales her worries out into the wind. This is it, she says. This is where I am free.
