silence over hills crested gold blanketing the world if not for the buzzing of bugs and the singing of unseen stars in the daytime bated breath held tight in chest lest the bubble be broken and the secret of the world before time had thoughts be lost to life again solemnity, fade to behold the stars meeting the sea where nothing but wildflower and memory sway whistling in the wind
teehee Me? A little dramatic? never im very desrciptive arnt i
