The rolling hills they spoke about just appeared to him. He had seen them before, but this time they were timeless. Bathing in sunlight indeed, spring was rejoicing on them. Flowers and greens covering the grounds, whilst her majesty, the tree, left him waiting for her unfolding. It would be their first spring together. Love was all around. A beauty whose powers was strange to the ordinary man. He would miss out on life for the living hell. It is Real magic to see that spring could wash it all away.
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