The rushing birds fluttered up the ground of the Sequoia tree near the lake where the alcove was. Some stunning swans were moving on the water surface. Their white feathers were clean and as if the snow that laid on the ground smoothly.
Somehow looking at them soothed my heart.
We halted near the lake. I scanned around, looking for some people to show up from a corner but no one was there except us! Not even a sound of laughter or songs, I could hear! I remembered the last time that we came here, we saw a beautiful fay that was playing harp near the tree.
"What did you do with the folk in here?" I meant it and blathered directly.
"Huh? Tania stop being suspicious! I just suggested Master Peacock and he eagerly accepted."
Even butterflies raided the sky as we arrived at the Lake. Sunrays escaped out of the small seams of branches and leaves, looming on the grass, and let the scent of soil spread in the air.
