rhiannonwilson_
The day she was born was just the beginning of something beautiful. She would grow up and become a lovely young lady, or not. We may never know.
The sweet sweet smell of cinnamon fill the room while you are reading your favorite novel. You look up and you see the incense, and the smoke of it is floating up. You watch the smoke and you notice that there are some designs in it, so you watch it longer. The longer you watch you see that the designs are becoming more to heart to you. You try to read the book that is in your hands again but you can't concentrate on it. You keep thinking about the designs of the smoke. It calms you and you don't know know why, you just watch.