204: HOW LIFE’S BEEN

ONE YEAR LATER

Sitting cross–legged in the soft, dewy grass of the sprawling meadow, I felt a gentle breeze tousling my hair as I gazed up at the vast expanse of the sky. The sun was just beginning its ascent, brightening everywhere in the landscape. Birds soared and swooped in intricate patterns above me, their melodic songs filling the air with a symphony of nature’s own composition.

Watching, a magnificent stag burst forth from the edge of the forest, its powerful muscles rippling beneath its sleek coat as it bounded across the meadow with effortless grace. My heart swelled with wonder at the sight of such a majestic creature in its natural element. I marveled at the sheer beauty and power of the animal, feeling a deep sense of connection to the world around me.

The stag came to a halt not far from where I sat, its dark eyes meeting mine with a look of curiosity. Time seemed to stand still for a moment as we regarded each other, human and beast, sharing a fleeting moment of understanding. Then, with a toss of its antlered head, the stag turned and disappeared back into the forest, leaving me with a sense of awe and reverence.

A smile played at the corners of my lips as I watched the other inhabitants of the meadow go about their morning rituals. A family of rabbits darted among the wildflowers, their cotton–tail puffs bobbing in the sunlight. A pair of squirrels chased each other up and down a nearby tree, chittering laughter echoing through the stillness of the morning.

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High above, a hawk circled lazily on the thermals, its keen eyes scanning the ground below for any sign of movement. I followed its flight with rapt attention, feeling a sense of freedom and exhilaration in the bird’s effortless mastery of the sky. I imagined myself soaring alongside it, feeling the wind beneath my wings and the sun on my face.

The meadow was alive with the vibrant energy of the natural world, with each creature playing its part in the intricate tapestry of life. I felt a deep sense of peace settle over me as I drank in the sights and sounds around me, letting the moment’s beauty wash over me like a gentle tide.

As the sun climbed higher in the sky, painting the meadow in a wash of brilliant colors, I closed my eyes and tilted my face upward, basking in the warmth of its rays. I felt a profound connection to the earth beneath me and the sky above–a sense of oneness with all living things.

When I finally opened my eyes, the meadow was alive with movement and sound–a bustling symphony of life in all its forms. I rose to my feet and heard someone call my name.

“Ariel, you’re here. I’ve been searching everywhere for you,” Laura uttered, walking closer to me.

You had me worried.”

“Oh, sorry, I just came to take some fresh air,” I replied, turning around.

smiling at everything. “I

with you.”

what is

Bernardo and made it

at her, waiting for what she had to say

she revealed. “Finally, back

I said with a nod. “When will we be

or the day

problem; do we have

her head. “Not really. Well, I’ll be going now.

about to walk away, but I told her to hold

you for everything,”

“You’re welcome, my love. And thank you for supporting me

it wasn’t for you, I would have been dead by

softly. “Oh, please don’t

of my wounds, took care of me till I regained consciousness, and then you gave

“Ariel, I’ve

know that. And

again, you’re welcome.” She smiled

saved my life but also showed me the true meaning of compassion and selflessness. Of course, we all knew I was in a dire situation, bleeding profusely from that deep wound caused by that good–for–nothing witch, Harriet. And yes, without hesitation, this wonderful woman

wear capes.”

killing my son. As for Mason, I would make his life a living hell because he was the one who caused everything. On the other hand, Harriet was so going to get it from me. These three people would get to see a different side of me because the Vengeance was moving me. And trust me, they no longer knew the soft

giggles soon cut me off from my thoughts. I turned around to see two little children chasing

were about five or six years old, with bright eyes and

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