Written by: Sapling Cailin, of the Daisies
Date: Wednesday, February 22nd, 2017
Addressed to: Everyone
Darkness.
A warm feeling spreads.
Eyelids open.
Squint at the brightness.
Blue skies above.
Warm sunlight filters through the leaves of a mighty oak tree.
A sparrow chirps sweetly.
A hand is extended.
Faces smile joyfully.
"Welcome home!"
Penned by my hand on the 15th of Phaestian, in the year 735 AF.
Written by: Sapling Cailin, of the Daisies
Date: Wednesday, February 22nd, 2017
Addressed to: Everyone
Darkness.
A warm feeling spreads.
Eyelids open.
Squint at the brightness.
Blue skies above.
Warm sunlight filters through the leaves of a mighty oak tree.
A sparrow chirps sweetly.
A hand is extended.
Faces smile joyfully.
"Welcome home!"
Penned by my hand on the 15th of Phaestian, in the year 735 AF.
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