Chapter 347 Just A Man
- Ella
- Bright light. A soft, warm breeze that smells sharply of pine and cedar. Somewhere in the distance a soft, delicate voice sings a beautiful song–a lullaby. A baby whimpers and is gently shushed.
- I feel hands grazing down my arms. The scent of honeysuckle and lavender fills the air, and birdsong echoes in my ears.