The cold wind was getting warmer with the time continuously flowing. As the ray of supernal light beginning to fill a glade, the leaves were fluttering as if welcoming a new hope. The luminal glow slowly erased the looming shadows and expose the lush greensward. The sound of grass hitting each other gave the hues to the spring-like forest and proved its living breath of life.
Butterflies could be seen pirouetted in pairs as they approached a batch of wildflowers. Despite the riffling sound of the grass, the fluty piping of birds still filled the serene calmness.
Nature's beautiful phenomenon was focusing on one individual. The silhouette was sitting on top of the greensward in a meditate state seemingly derived from worldly desires. A warm ray of shimmering gold light slowly uncovered his charismatic feature and the complexion of a young man. If the angels were to be sent down, they would think that he was a seraph.
