bastard1111 @bastard1111
The sun was shining brightly as I stepped out of the small cottage. My long black hair cascaded down my back like a waterfall, and my bright blue eyes sparkled with excitement as I walked towards the fields. I had just finished breakfast and was eager to start my day's work in the garden.
I took a deep breath, feeling the cool morning air fill my lungs. The dew on the grass glistened like tiny diamonds, and the smell of freshly cut grass wafted through the air. I loved this time of day, when everything felt fresh and new.
As I began to make my way through the garden, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. My father had taught me how to grow and tend to plants from a young age, and now I was responsible for caring for our entire garden. It was a big job, but one that I enjoyed immensely.
