Spring Story

One day there was this old man sitting by a dying fire. When he was approached by a handsome young man with red cheeks and sparkly eyes and a skip in his step. His forehead was bound with a wreath of sweet grass and in his hands were a bunch of fragrant flowers. The old man was happy to see him and they introduced themselves. The old man, the Spirit of Winter and the young, the Spirit of Spring. While they were talking a wonderful thing happened. A gentle warmth stole over the place. The Spirit of Winter became silent, his head drooped and the snow started to melt. The Spirit of Spring grew more radiant and rose joyfully to his feet. The robin and the blue bird began to sing and the stream began to murmur, and the fragrance of opening flowers came softly on the breeze. The Spirit of Winter sank down and dissolved into tiny streams that vanished under the brown leaves of the forest. So the Spirit of Winter departed and the first blossoms, fragrant and delicate bloomed for Spring. (Story by Henry R Schoolcraft)

Necklace: LEO-NT – Field of Roses Set

Bracelets: [EY:NO] Mess Bangles

Shirt: ColdLogic – Graham.pinks

Belt: LEO-NT – Field of Roses Set

Shorts: *X*Plosion – Tropical Mesh

Shoes: N-Core – Triumph Pink


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