Thursday, 10 July 2014
Beauty and Harmony looked out through the window.
"It's a wonderful day to be alive," said Beauty, revelling at the colours of the day and the motion of the clouds and the trees as the wind pulled them all about.
"That's so true," Harmony agreed. "And I particularly love the way that each single element is in balance and they all interact together. It makes me want to go out out there and roll in the grass and gallop across the fields and rub my side along every thorny hedge I can find. There are such adventures we could be having, the two of us and that world out there." His voice faltered and then he grew silent, the only sound being the plish of a singular tear hitting the window-sill.
Beauty sighed. "If only we weren't made of wood," she said.