Long trees with beautiful raindrops that glisten with delicacy. This is where I wanna be. The presence of this place, I can feel it with everything inside of me. There's some sort of magic here. You can feel it in the air, all around you and it's beautiful. The trees here talk among each other in foreign language only the purest of hearts can hear. Even then it is a whole new wonder to the ear. The waters of this place are pure and still. Everything here is in correspondence with each other. They are all in unison together, they are one. As I lay still on the grass I can't help but listen, listen to the symphony that is being emitted from this life force. It is wonderfully pleasant and good. This place is known as Ember.
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