it was the summer, the sun was slowly going lower and the sky was orange Verlaine and Rimbaud, your parents, are sitting at each side of you. Rimbaud snuggles in his scarf as he looks at the sun while verlaine reads quietly some poems you didn't know how Lucky you are to have such a good family as them...even though you lever knew their job, they try to be the Best parents even if they don't know how to take care of a child properly heh, you love them