𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭' 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬.

A beautiful peace withstands me a serenity deep within that knows wisdom beyond the years of ancient intuition. it holds and settles in my soul. and I know I just need to see this cottage. on this very peaceful morning and the silence at first. the wind rustled the leaves of the trees and the birds sang together, as I fell asleep in my own hands and listened to the song and the sound of the birds accompanying me. faintly I saw many butterflies flying around there, flying aimlessly. the sun came up to the surface shyly and watched us. her eyes kept staring outside, not knowing why she was delighted to see water splashing on the leaves outside. although the lightning flashed quickly and made a very terrible sound, but she was still there. will assumably stay there. when it was raining like this, she opened the window blinds wide. she could see that All the lights in the world were flowing downwards, she wanted to know what would happen next. Even in an uncertain future, It's getting closer.