He walked towards the kingdom, his face forlorn and his body weary. As he looked ahead, the end of his journey, the kingdom, finally came into view. It had been a long journey, and he was tired, but when he entered the gates he relaxed, for he saw brilliant colors that he had never seen before. A beautiful pallet of yellows that matched the deepest and richest lazy susans, pinks of the brightest and most brilliant sunset, and purples of the richest robe. He walked through the winding streets of the kingdom, awestruck by the powerful beauty.
He was home.
Love this Brit.
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