The forest felt so soft in the early hours of the day. The chirping sounds of birds and crikets could be heard, accompanied by the soft hum of breeze blowing through the tree branches in the forest.
It was peaceful...
Sunlight slipped gently through the tall trees, warm and golden, as if it had come down just to touch the earth. The air carried the sweet scent of wildflowers, and tiny petals drifted lazily in the breeze like they had nowhere else to be.
At the heart of it all stood her favorite tree.
The golden tree with golden leaves and tree branches.
The branches shimmered like they were woven from sunlight, its leaves glowing softly as they swayed. It was quiet there, peaceful… like the world always slowed down just for her.
She was gifted the golden seed by her mother, and decided to plant it on earth so that she could visit this place too.
