Crystalline butterflies danced a flowery waltz with humming bees, while a shadowy wave rippled across the sleepy meadow of lush green. Raindrops glittered in the trees; little diamonds perched on leafy green; adamant fragments shining from emerald fingertips. Twisted trees waved and poked fun at the breeze who giggled back. Even the fish smiled, seduced by a kaleidoscope sun that teased its way across a cerulean canvas that was the sky.
And still the rain fell.
The gentle sunshower cascaded down upon enthralled woodlands, rainwater tantalizing verdant undergrowth. A quiet wind whispered sweet nothings, a voice laced with melodic birdsong and creaking branches. A single apple blossom drifted down from the canopy, twirling lazily. Sunshine and drizzling rain melded together and prismatic beams adorned endless blue skies. Sven floated upon a gentle sea of rippling green. She listened to the rustle of summer leaves fluttering through the forest canopy. A wry smile betrayed her innocence; a signed admission beheld by blushing cheeks and shimmering hair. Sven opened her eyes, opalescent irises in contrast to velvety black lashes. The heady aroma of saccharine blooms flooded her nose, delighting her senses. Here she sat in a meadow of laughing wildflowers, captivated.
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