208 Door of Gluttony (2)

It was a bright and sunny day, yet one that was not too hot – the kind where children would rush out of their cottages after bidding their mothers good-bye to dance and frolic in the grassy fields.

In the middle of one such verdant, grassy field stood a tall and healthy tree with green leaves that shone with vitality and purple flowers in full bloom. From that tree hung a swing, and on that swing sat a girl in the prime of her youth, radiant in her beauty.

She was gorgeous with a face that would put a goddess to shame, chiselled and dignified and yet still soft with the tinges of her youth. She was laughing as she swung back and forth on the swing, pure joy seen clearly on her face as her eyelids were half-closed in happiness.