Khushi—Magic Forest

Prompt: Majestic

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The forest glimmers with a wide array of flora. Legend has it that each little flower contains the wildest of abilities even down to a simple shrub. A gentle wind breezed through the emerald canopy causing little bursts of color to scatter across the forest floor as the flowers shook off their pollen. As far as the eye could there were pinks, purples, oranges and the entire color wheel brought to life.

And when the pollen settles and the seeds are sown, new life springs through the valley. The buds fresh and tender sit freely on the ground, as gemstones in the caverns beneath they sparkle bright in the fresh dew of the early morning.

Roses, tulips, sunflowers newly noticed. Almost as if stretching arms, they rise. Yawning petals open to the world, ready to be plucked for magics unknown. A valley is a witch’s favourite spot as they skip through, window shopping. Roses purely for the sweet scent of love, red, pink, purple. They glitter most, attract most, adore most, luring in. Sweet music in dew.