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Evaline Tudor
Guest
Original poster
It was a beautiful spring evening on the coast. The wind blew gently, fluttering tree leaves and creating ripples on the water beneath the pier. The sun was setting behind the clouds in hues of warm gold, as if it was melting. Song birds were flying back to their nests for the night, tucking their heads beneath their wings to sleep. And a young mother named Song was taking a stroll on the pier with her baby girl.
Shops to her left with their windows lit, and the sunset to her right, she found herself at ease. This was the first time in a long time that she had been able to come to the pier. She loved the smell of the water coming up to her, refreshing her senses.
As she walked, she felt a raindrop. An occasional drizzle wasn't out of place on the coast. She pulled the stroller's visor up and placed a blanket over the opening to protect her little one. In no time at all, the rain picked up, forcing Song to stand under the alcove of a gift shop for shelter. "I should've brought an umbrella," she said to herself as she watched the raindrops dance.
Shops to her left with their windows lit, and the sunset to her right, she found herself at ease. This was the first time in a long time that she had been able to come to the pier. She loved the smell of the water coming up to her, refreshing her senses.
As she walked, she felt a raindrop. An occasional drizzle wasn't out of place on the coast. She pulled the stroller's visor up and placed a blanket over the opening to protect her little one. In no time at all, the rain picked up, forcing Song to stand under the alcove of a gift shop for shelter. "I should've brought an umbrella," she said to herself as she watched the raindrops dance.