dad wavers

Bright trees stood silently all around looking down on flowers and shrubs coloured with autumnal shades   as the sun cut through the branches like shards of broken, golden glass. It woke up – slowly uncurling and looking around before padding to the edge of his towering home. “She is back at last,” he whispered to himself so she didn’t hear him.  High above the treetops, he sat admiring her as she flitted from plant to plant. Gently she grabbed each flower between he slender fingers. Breathing life into everything she touched she made the forest come to life. Minutes passed as he watched her admiringly, whilst resting his head on his hands.  Had anything ever been so beautiful as she was? “She is as delicate as a flower, an elegant paper flower, fragile and brittle to the touch. Stop! Oh No Stop! He tried to call out but only silence emanated from his stony maw.

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Description slowly uncurling and looking around before padding to the edge of his towering home.

action slowly uncurling and looking around before padding to the edge of his towering home

Daloge  slowly uncurling and looking around before padding to the edge of his towering home