Cry, Even Better If You Beg (Chat Story)
Favorite Spot
Matthias was nowhere to be found near the hunting grounds a week after his return.
He was busy tending to the guests who had flocked to the mansion to see him, so it was understandable.
The mansion was filled with clamorous parties every day, but the woods were deafeningly quiet.
As the summer had come to an end, the eggs hatched, and the wild roses, which had been in the early stages of flowering, were now wholly bloomed.
Layla was enthralled by the minor changes taking place in the woods.
Bill Remmer
Layla, don't go too far!
The once calm and collected humble cottage of Bill Remmer, now resonating with young life and clamour of Layla.
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
Alright! I'm just going for a stroll along the river!
She dressed up with one of a new frocks Mr. Remmer bought for her in the market and grabbed her bags with her journal and pen.
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
Uncle, I'll see you later!
As she turned around, Layla swung her arms frankly above her head. Her old leather bag, which she slung over her shoulder, shook along with her as she jumped.
She dashed into the woods.
Layla was the first person to discover the newly hatched birds on a tree branch.
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
This sound!!!
She paused her running to hear it more clearly.
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩
Now, she became a pro in climbing trees and taking a leisure strolls in the woods.
And she did climb the tree.
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
Woah~
The hairless baby birds were eagerly awaiting their mother's arrival with their food.
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
It's finally hatched!!! 😍
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
One, two, three, four, five!
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
You all are hungry, aren't you?
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
Wait for a bit.
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
Your mom will come back soon to feed you.
She felt a shiver in her spine, all of a sudden.
A memory of her mother's surfaced.
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
Mommy.
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
Are you going somewhere?
Mrs. Lewelline
Yes, Layla.
Mrs. Lewelline
I'm going to go very far away.
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
Then... Are you going to be late?
Mrs. Lewelline
Yes, very late.
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
You'll come home before I eat all of these though, right?
Mrs. Lewelline
Yes, I will.
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
...
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
The mother of the hatchlings came back with food.
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
(It's the birds mommy!)
She scampered down from the tree.
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
(I have to avoid them.)
Layla Lewelline (11 to 12 yrs old)
(She'll be on an alert if I stay here.)
She waved at the mother who flew inside it's nest.
She drew the pictures of the baby birds on a scrap of paper which she pulled from her leather bag.
Although her sketches were a little messy, she tried her hardest to portray the tiny birds in her drawings.
In her little diary, Layla drew and wrote about everything she had seen in the woods.
The land was more majestic than any other location she had ever seen.
She decided to jot down everything she saw.
This was because she wanted to look back on her memories from the woods in her diary, after her departure from this mansion.
She saddened by the thought of leaving this place one day.
She kept a steady record of the forest as she walked along the path leading to the river.
She strewed pastel colored flower petals between the pages of her notebook and picked some strawberries along the way.
The sun was just started to settle when she arrived at the glistening riverbank.
Layla climbed to the peak of a giant tree that stood at the forest's edge, overlooking the river.
Her favorite spot was a thick, long branch of the tree because it was as comfortable as a chair.
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