Scene: Peeking Through

[Begin scene]

A calm evening, the breeze barely stirring…

The sun, just starting to turn orange on its evening retreat from the day, peeks through the leaves of a still very green maple…

Like a golden soul the light shines through, a beacon of hope in this often dark world…

Does my soul shine so bright? Does yours?

[End scene]




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