162 Glass Castle

The sunset appeared as a settled heart to the horizon as if the sky itself could speak of love. Pink clouds came as if the new roses of the season had blossomed in the evening sky.

The smiling and bright yellow sunflowers lined up the grassy lanes, making it look like a painting, so perfect and beautiful.

And, through that perfectly drawn painting by God, a herd of horses was running faster than the winds of that calm evening. The rhythmic sounds of their hoofbeats were bothering the calmness of that heavenly and deserted place. 

However, when that herd of horses crossed those sunflower fields, the sounds of their hoofbeats were suppressed by the loud sound of the Crystal waterfall, declaring that they were near their destination.