Hope

 A single ray of sunlight pierced through the thick layer of clouds, casting a warm, golden hue upon the lush greenery below. The air was crisp and clean, carrying with it a faint whiff of freshly bloomed flowers. In the distance, the gentle rustling of leaves whispered a sweet, serene melody that seemed to resonate deep within one's soul. It was a peaceful scene, almost idyllic, but something about it felt...off. As if something important was missing. And then, from the heavens above, a single tear fell.

Leaf

 While the rain was coming down and they sky was being clean. In the woods strange animals were carrying home leaves from cleanest plants they were finding.

They would desappear in the broken woods, and like the Dove did, they started to carry home what they could, to feed the population.

As them, the desappeared would come home as well

"We waited"

And so it was finally happening.

The Hortus was being filled by venom, and everything started to seem possible.

The Country was flying high.....