Tranquility

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
Just a short writing about a beautiful night environment.

Submitted: March 25, 2017

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It's 4 am, I'm sitting by the bright fire, on a rocking chair, The Milky Way with a billion stars over me. It's a super moon today, shining brighter than ever, continuously staring at me like if it's trying to tell me something... But I'm ignoring it and quietly reading my novel. The intermittent howls of the hounds in the background are making up some horror, but I'm ignoring it, too. The sounds of the crickets are doing their best to add to the mystery of my surroundings; the fireflies are gliding, in groups, in my garden. The tranquil environment is quite interesting and something which someone won't like to miss.

  Time to time, I play a few tones of my guitar- I'm a pro at it. Moreover, I can hear distant sounds of a flute, somewhere in the mountains- the mountains fainted blue in the mist. I wonder who on Earth is there, awake at this time, to play the flute so mystically. How beautiful is the night... Soon, the sunrise is imminent, and I can see some nightingales chirping, somewhere around the mango tree. After some time, the sun's first rays touch the Earth. The fireflies, after having rested for some time, prepare for a final flight before it's sunlight everywhere.

  And it is this moment that I get up from the chair, having finished my novel. I go inside, still with the relaxing effect of the tranquil night. 


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