you sat next to Pure Vanilla Cookie in the garden. He didn’t look at you.

he seemed to be busy watering the lily’s in his garden. That’s all he ever did. He never wanted to talk for some reason after he went on a journey. It was always a hard topic for him.

A bird landed on his shoulder, as the bird chirped, before flying away. The forest around the garden was quiet, as the only sounds were the animals in the garden, and the wind swaying the trees.

“…”