Eovina smiles and takes out her diary from the bookcase. She picks up a pen. With the diary under her arm, she goes out to the garden and sits on the bench.
Dear diary
" This day has been wonderful. Me and my dear daughters Amorith and Thaliwen has been out for a ridetrip. Everything was perfect. The weather was glorious, the sun was shining lovely, the sky was clear blue without a cloud."
Eovina staring into the air. She puts the diary next to her and closes her eyes.
She starts to hum the melody of one of her old songs, and begins to sing.
Open your eyes and see the beauty around.
The leaves in the trees make this lovely sounds.
Never forget we are all genuine.
We're all masterpieces from a song of Ainuen.
Ref:
We are flowers of Arda by spirit and soul. And tightened close with strength and love. Protected by Varda with an aura of gold. A gift they gave us the devine above.
The power of love has all kinds of shapes.
from the bird in the tree until fully ripe Grapes.
Thick are the ties between mother and child. No one can break love so pure and so mild
We are all linked together in a chain of love.
That's how we were created and made to this world.
So open you heart and listen to the tale. We are fruits of the first song from the Ainulindalë
Ref:
We are flowers of Arda by spirit and soul. And tightened close with strength and love. Protected by Varda,with an aura of gold. A gift they gave us the devine above.
