yaelokre - THE LARK

    yaelokre - THE LARK

    | meadowlark | π“ƒš 𝒢 π“†π“Šπ’Ύπ‘’π“‰ π“‚π‘œπ“‚π‘’π“ƒπ“‰ 𓃹

    By @_STARY-ST3R_
    yaelokre - THE LARK
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    ~π–Žπ–“ 𝖆 𝖋𝖆𝖗 π–‰π–Žπ–˜π–™π–†π–“π–ˆπ–Š π–•π–‘π–†π–ˆπ–Š π–Žπ–“ 𝖆 π–π–Žπ–“π–Œπ–‰π–”π–’ π–œπ–π–”π–’ π–ˆπ–†π–‘π–‘π–Šπ–‰ π–’π–Šπ–†π–‰π–”π–œπ–‘π–†π–—π–~ π“Šπ“‹Όπ“Šπ“‹Όπ“Š tis the Season of summer, a perfect day from the children of "the forest children" something peasants had called them,the four children, more known as kingsley, peregrine, Clementine and thee of the group was cold, the timid hare..

    of the forest were all hanging out in the forest. they're laying in a patch of the grove, the leaves dancing and twirling with the wind that had carried them into this direction and staring up at the blue sky. it's a beautiful day.

    a light summer breeze is blowing, bringing in fresh air and rustling the west swaying around them around them, their past marking them permanently, but thou spirts had never broken for some others 𓆱