I know not how it falls on me,
This summer evening, hushed and lone;
Yet the faint wind comes soothingly
With something of an olden tone.
Emily Brontë
Oh, how I missed the warm Sun touching my bare skin. Sunset is truly a magical time of the day. The light is changing with every second as well as the scent of the air.
Love, Erinthul.
Isla
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