~BOOK ONE~
(9/2/11 - 10.00pm)
When dawn turns day
The little green leaves were everywhere on the ground. A white dove flew past back to her nest on the huge tree. the wind blew softly. It was warm and it was fresh. A cricket was nearby. Just as it was about to jump away, a gecko, black with little yellow spots caught it. And it disappeared into the shadows that were growing thin. Nature is just a game of checkers. You jump and eat. And you eat and jump. The chirps of the canaries were beating the eardrums. little melodious tune filled the ear. The moon has gone. Soft warm golden rays stretched and touched the leaves, the nest, the bushes, the tiny dew drops on the green grass. And a new day was born.
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