old river oakes

Chapter 1

The air was fresh and clean as sparkling droplets of water tip-tapped down on each leaf, causing symphonies of sound to whistle through an arboretum that enveloped the woodland below. A small leaf flowed through a brimming crystal stream while a luminosity rebounded back up to the ball of light that was starting to set in the late sky.

A small, blue path trailed it's way through the thick, moss that surrounded the multicoloured pansies, leading to a modest round area hidden away by luxuriant, full bushes. The area was full of pure white daisies which made the ground look like it had snowed. It created a wonderland of excitement.

At the edge of the circle there was a red blanket, as if blood had been spilt onto the innocence of the daisies. On the blanket was a wicker basket filled with every scrumptious food you could ever think of. A woman with short, ginger hair and beautiful blue eyes, sat on the blanket, roaring at two small children running around a tiny, meager little ash tree with no value other than its sentimentality of which two sets of initials that were engraved in to it, they were
D.R.R + A.H.O.

The first child was a girl, she had light blonde hair that fell down her back and her porcelain face was the sunshine on a rainy day to anyone that saw her. She wore a purple, velvet dress with a ribbon that flowed behind her and she giggled as the little boy with neat slicked back, brown hair and a crumpled suit with verdant stains on his knees, tried to reach for her untainted, fragile arm.

The woman called out to the little boy
"Ashton it's time to go home, you can come again tomorrow." she whistled across to them. At the other end of the circle a man stood on a coral brick road that lead in the other direction to the blue. He wore a suit similar to the boys however the suit was neat, he called out to the woman

"Thanks for looking after him Gwendoline." He announced and then turned to the boy,

"Come on son, you can see daisy tomorrow." He said.