Like her fever, the dark clouds had disappeared to let the endless sky stretch up to the horizon, touching the forest. Continuing to walk to place her hand on the railing of the balcony, she heard the little bird chirp its heart out as it sang its morning song. Not wanting to startle the little bird, she stood there quietly looking it. Since her mother, Helen had passed away there had been no one to take care of her. Her feverish nights were always lonely and she had to cope with it all by herself while also handling the household chores. Heidi couldn't remember everything about last night due to the fever but that didn't mean she hadn't felt the lord holding her in his arms. She was sure it wasn't a dream yet she had her doubts on what exactly happened and how much was her imagination.
Heidi and the Lord
Fantasy · ash_knight17
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