The swooshing she heard was the sound of the wind rustling against the bamboo forest. There were fireflies fluttering amidst the bamboo forest creating a dream like setting underneath their feet, the river surface mirrored the millions of stars and the reflection of the snuggling up against each other. That night, when she had been drugged and she was talking to herself, she had mentioned this bamboo forest. She said that if she could roll around in bed with her loved one here and love for the rest of her days, here in the bamboo forest, how romantic it would be. Thee had never been any buildings here that little courtyard was defiantly not here before, this although the fireflies in the bamboo forest had been there, there were very little of them. When had he started to prepare this f

