What is this?
This is an unusual feeling. A feeling that has been foreign for a long time, why is it exactly that she’s feeling it now.
The aura around her is not too cold, or too hot but exactly a perfect mixture of both; warmth.
The sound of wind hitting the trees, the water trickling, the sound of her breathing, and the most graceful whisper of breeze. Her body felt light, almost as if she was in the air, as if she was nothing but a soul.
Her heart felt empty but not in a way one perceived. Her heart was empty of worries, pain, grief, sorrow, hurt, agony, anger, and stress.
The gentle wind brushed on her face, as warmth overtook her. She looked to the sky that was painted with the beautiful colors of rose, lavender, arctic, and lime. The colors danced perfectly around the sky, complementing each other as the blue base of the sky brought out the colors.
Her lips curved into a gentle smile as she was now overtaken by the smell of fresh air. At this moment she had nothing to fear, she had nothing to lose, she was in her world. She now knows exactly what she’s feeling.
Peace.
Hello, this is my first short story so please feel free to let me know your thoughts, and opinions. I look forward to reading, and replying to them. I also posted a novel story called “Scars but all there is is love” and I’d appreciate if you’d check that out as well. Love you all and wish you the best.
