Ivy and the island of Love stories #2
No 2. story - Ivy and new moon
It's Wednesday and it's time for another Ivy story! 2/10 stories for my inter-writer are done! #10bywednesday #ivyandislandoflovestories
As always, hoping you'll find time, relax while drinking some nice beverage and enjoy the day as you read Ivys' adventure!
Scinceriously Yours,
Child of Nature #childofnature
As the first sunshine ray slowly but intensively kissed his eyes, the boy open them finding himself all wrapped up in his body and the hammock. Laughing at his own clumsiness while not feeling the arm and leg. "Must have been a position I was sleeping in" and while saying that out loud flashback memory hit him like a lightning strike. That's the sentence his father would say often in the morning. He did not feel tired, just curious about what next will happen on the island. Ivy sits in his crafted bed, hanging from a fig tree and listening to the wind playing the melody in the branches of the tree. The sound of waves joined the mini celebration of spoken words almost splashing in its honor:
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