• She woke up in a meadow, it was so silent, a gust of wind rusted by, flowers surrounded her. Her white dress danced in the wind, little purple flowers pushed their way up reaching. The sun sent rays of light everywhere. This, this was peace. Trees shivered in the wind, flowers wiggled, she closed her eyes, peace. This was peace, she opened her arms wide.
    the wind blew across her almost through her, it was all music, the trees, the flowers, and her. This wasn't peace, this was love. She opened her eyes, he was looking at her.