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Little did they know her eyes were fixed on the forbidden route; on a small patch of land which was white and glistening against all the black around, where moonbeam danced with the rustling of leaves, where a part of her will was already resting, calling her to name that virgin land with her definition of destiny.

We grown ups have forgotten the fun that’s there in the spontaneity of the moments. Doing something silly because it needs to be done not because it would be appreciated. Wondering and wandering in the clouds that take up any shape we would have wanted. Everything mundane would have been a bliss. A colorful butterfly would have been the achievement of the day. Scrapped knees would have been a reason for tears. And an honest laugh when we would have fallen with a friend…

It is a good thing to live your life by quotes; it’s ever better to run wild and make your life quotable. ( As they say; be a good warning if not an excellent example) 😉