A new short story I put up describing the start of my day =)
Refreshing warmth falls, beautiful slivers of light pouring over shimmering tree-tops. The breeze washes over me, it's teasing fingertips making me wish for more.
The only sound I can hear, is that of the golden-green whisps of foliage, whispering to each other blithely as the cool breeze
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