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The Meadow is a beautiful place. It’s full of fresh green grass, blossom trees, and freesias in more colours than you can imagine. Deer run through the trees, birds sing on the branches and fish dance in the streams.
It’s a peaceful place, one full of ethereal wonder. The sky seems to shimmer and everything around you just feels magical. It feels right somehow.
A woman sat on the bank of one of the streams, her bare feet in the rushing water. Her blonde hair flowed behind her as if constantly caught in a light breeze, as did her delicate gown.
Butterflies fluttered around her head, and a kingfisher perched on her knee.
Absolutely everything about her was beautiful.
The woman stood, walking towards the middle of the meadow, so light on her feet that she seemed to be dancing on
