Tiny legs crawled up my face at one point. The tickling sensation triggered my hand to slap off whatever dared to disrupt my peace. A ladybug fell onto the empty space of the bench, bouncy off to the ground. The bug disappeared from my sight as I looked back to the tree. It was as majestic as when I first set eyes on it.
Much to my disappointment, I couldn't and wasn't allowed to stay here for longer, as much as I wanted to. The sunlight streaming inside grew dimmer and weaker as the sun waned down. I stretch my legs until I hear the satisfying pops from my joints, then stand up and do the same with my back.
I take in the magnificence and fairytale-like garden as I walk down the stone path back to the elevator. The metal doors are already open for me when I reach it, closing once I walk
