One Life One Melody
The air that day rippled in and out of a peaceful, fluttering breeze, and a stagnant ether. The sparse, thinned out clouds went about lazily in the sky, sculpting and resculpting ever-transforming pictures in itself.
A vernal breeze blew through the small layers of hazel-coloured waves, snapping a diminutive girl out of her daydream. She glanced at the opened window behind her; The ligneous shutters were open, leaving the breeze to dance about in the store, playing with the sheer, yellow curtains.
The girl rose to her feet, trembling momentarily before stabilizing herself with her cane, gripping it comfortably as she looked around at her surroundings.
There were a plethora of flora, incidentally, because it happened to be a Florist’s shop. She gave a steady, yearning glance out of the window at the gorgeous, small city before she began to stagger behind the counter to await for customers.