Elizabeth
The greatest gift
you can give someone
you can give someone
With her golden seed clutched tightly in one hand and a borrowed shovel in the other, Elizabeth made her way towards the lighthouse, staring with awe at the towering structure. It seemed to reach for the sky, unaware of the stars piled just beneath it. The sparkling sand was a crystalline contrast to the dark grey stones of the tower, refracted rainbows painting its side. Even the glistening ocean water didn't compare to their bright lights.
Elizabeth slowed her approach to admire the view but proceeded towards the edge of the cliff. It felt like she was on the edge of the world. Only a few other pieces of land were in sight, otherwise leaving the open expanse of water leading to the purple abomination that was Starfall. The thoughts of her vision and what it may represent still bothered her, yet she pushed aside the thoughts and focused on the seed that felt so important. This seemed like the perfect place to nurture the growth of such a magnificent tree.
So she placed the spade of her shovel against the ground and began struggling to push it into the resistant earth.
Elizabeth slowed her approach to admire the view but proceeded towards the edge of the cliff. It felt like she was on the edge of the world. Only a few other pieces of land were in sight, otherwise leaving the open expanse of water leading to the purple abomination that was Starfall. The thoughts of her vision and what it may represent still bothered her, yet she pushed aside the thoughts and focused on the seed that felt so important. This seemed like the perfect place to nurture the growth of such a magnificent tree.
So she placed the spade of her shovel against the ground and began struggling to push it into the resistant earth.
is the space to be his or her
authentic self.
authentic self.
