ELIANA.

I found myself in the center of the evergreen grasses. Swaying my feet through the tender earth, I plummeted forward with my arms stretched out. The air was a gentle caress in the fields, carrying the sweet fragrance of blossoming flowers.

The sun emerged on that beautiful day, casting a warm glow upon the meadow, and the grass beneath my feet danced in response. Butterflies painted the air with delicate strokes of color and even the sky above was a canvas of pastel ...