I lie on the green meadow, with a cool breeze tickling my face, whirling my hairs and blades of grass brushing against my face. I stare at the storm clouds above get dark in conspiracy, with an errie silence stretching between me and the world. Jade comes up and leans against my chest, only to eventually fall in the embrace of my arms. We stay in this position for god-knows-how-long. The cool wind is hustling, the leaves are rattling, the birds are chirping, and we are in the comfort of our palace of silence.
Memories
Memories
Memories
I lie on the green meadow, with a cool breeze tickling my face, whirling my hairs and blades of grass brushing against my face. I stare at the storm clouds above get dark in conspiracy, with an errie silence stretching between me and the world. Jade comes up and leans against my chest, only to eventually fall in the embrace of my arms. We stay in this position for god-knows-how-long. The cool wind is hustling, the leaves are rattling, the birds are chirping, and we are in the comfort of our palace of silence.