Back to the time in july, when the sun seems so prominent and winds once chilly had shriveled to warmth, Then thy sunflowers had blossomed and the earth crust thickened. Trees which had lost their leaves grew new ones which gracefully danced to the tune of the merry song of the northerners and night sky once hazy showered the isles of the north with a heavy pour of rain. There in the time of July, in the heart of the North was where it all started. .....Join Madison as she takes you back to July on memory lane through the past where she had lost what was hers, found what she needed, with Destiny slipping it off her fingers. Note: partially edited beware of the grammmatic errors, read at owner's risk. [Completed]