Chapter 1: Seeking an inspiration

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"...the moment I saw him, I was stunt. His beauty took over my mind but the pain, anger in his eyes crushed my heart."

Amy was roaming around the blossoms garden. An artist by profession and seeker for inspiration now-a-days, she was roaming around in the famous gardens of Macon Georgia. She had worn a white dress with floral design at the end, a denim jacket to beat the breeze and a side bag with her drawing book and other art stuff. She had this tattoo around her wrist with little birds in a flying position. She was walking around in garden looking at people passing by in search of a story, in search of an emotion to capture in her art. It was April, a particular month to visit the famous penolopy gardens. But to her dismay she couldn't find an emotion around as real or beautiful that she needed to make a masterpiece, a showstopper of her next exhibition. It was only until she took a left and moved towards the chained area to see him for the first time, the person whose life she was going change in an uncanny way.

There was this tall man wearing a rather slim fit black long coat with black pant and shoes. His hairs were blond placed in the most simplistically stylish way and he was staring at the cherry blossom tree in front of him. From were Amy was standing she couldn't see his face but she could sense his emotions. Even though she was looking at his back she knew that he

was standing there and crying quietly in his heart, dealing with a pain which couldn't find words to come out

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was standing there and crying quietly in his heart, dealing with a pain which couldn't find words to come out. She moved a bit closer to look at is face but far enough that he couldn't see her staring at him.

When she reached a point when she could see his face, she felt confused. What is he really feeling? His Face had held usually confident Amy puzzled about him. Is he in pain or is he angry? A wave of fresh air passed and the few pink petals felled on and around him, blessing his face in particular. He smiled for a bit and the very next moment his eyes were filled with tears. He wiped his tears with a folded indexed finger and then motioned his left hand to touch the tree's trunk but couldn't. He turned around and walked away quickly from there.

As soon he started walking away, Amy standing there raised her hand and opened her mouth to say something and stop him from leaving, but she paused. After all she didn't even know his name.

"What is his story?" felled of her mouth. Then she saw one of the garden workers there and asked his if he knew that man to which he replied, "That's Jace Green, owner of this beautiful piece of land." The name came along a piece of surprising fact. She goggle his name only to find something she later wasn't expecting.

The she turned back to look at the tree and found something craved on the trunk of the tree, two letters L.B. Along with that there was stone placed steeply besides the tree uttering words Life is Ephemeral, learn to forgive. Amy went through her phone again and she knew what it stood for. There was flash of sadness and tears in her eyes.

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