Aurora

I found myself sitting by the river bank with my hands filled with sand and my flare ankle-length flowery gown soaked with water.

My eyes shut in satisfaction as the cool breeze swept through my face, tossing my hair in different directions.

The calmness of the environment was therapeutic as I could listen to the river flowing, splashing against a few big rocks that stood in its way.

It created a melody so pleasing to my ears and soothing to my nerves.

It was strange how I grew fond of the river within a short time. It rapidly became my refuge.

Without a care in the world, I buried...