A bed of flowers clothed through a sunlit field birthing a stunning sight.
Their bright petals danced under the gentle winds that caroled across them, swelling through their leaves to make them perform a uniformed dance in the air.
But the artistic sight that unfolded within the flowers wasn't the main prize to be won. Rather it was what laid beneath it.
Under the assortment of mirthful flowers grew what one could call a delicacy in these parts of the suburbs.
Scarlet berries.
They were plump and juicy fruits that usually grew near the thick layers of the Dark forest. And we're given their name because of the reddish tone their skins adopted along with the blood red juice that came bursting through the majestic berries the instant their gentle skins were impaled.
Right now, a young girl was meticulously harvesting them and gently laying them into a basket that laid beside her.
