'The wind blew through the grass, giving it the appearance of green water; a wave of grass flowed in my direction as I sat atop a large rock. The smell of moist soil and the grass mixed with the wind, and the fragrance drifted into my nostrils. The wind carried to the forest behind me, rustling the leaves on the trees.'
'A view such as this couldn't easily be seen in little old Japan, could it?'
'A jet-black mantle blows in the wind; inside the mantle, small glimmers of light can be seen, invoking thoughts of a starry night.'
'A view such as this couldn't easily be seen in little old Japan, could it?'
'A jet-black mantle blows in the wind; inside the mantle, small glimmers of light can be seen, invoking thoughts of a starry night.'
I loved them:')