Chapter 20

Chapter 20

Celene’s POV

My finger twirled the tiny locks that fell over my eyes while I layed on the ground my hair tangled with the leaves that were slowly thinning and resuming their brownish color as they detached from their attachments to the branches and stems, creating a hush like starry setting across the entire forest. The water rippled with each glide of my fingers and the drops of the leaves into its mystical beauty.

The pond was my most favorite place growing up, mother always brought me back here when she grew tired of hearing too many words or when she needed a break, she’d always carry me in her arms and we’d stop at the garden to take a whiff of the roses that she planted in the beginning of summer, and we’d take quick sniffs of each growing flower and make funny noises at the ones that made us sneeze but we’d still smell them each time we passed by.

Then walk towards the pond through the clearing that we liked to believe only both of us knew about and then stay clo