Humans?
They are the weakest creatures in this world. They cannot live without the help of others, they depend on nature, and even they depend on humans themselves.
But, God loves them so much. Even though they look weak, God always glorifies them, giving them many blessings that never stop.
Although Humans sometimes forget their creator. But He never once forgot them.
The man with blonde hair was sitting on a wide expanse of grass. He was writing something on a book with a brown straw cover. At first glance, the blond man seemed to be holding something big and hairy.
Because the pen he uses has a few feathers on the tip. Three strands of feathers from the phoenix.
"Uhmm...? She should be happy already, right?" said the man while looking at the blue sky.
The same bright blue color as his eyes, he smiled as he saw the reflection of a woman smiling at him.
