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Chapter 12
Su·mar
/sumar/ /sʏːmaːr/
Icelandic, Old Norse
noun meaning summer
Soaré
My fingertips grazed lightly over the fresh cut blades of grass. I hadn’t seen the gardeners in weeks, but I knew they’d been working nonstop to get the garden to its current glory. Eyes closed, I tilted my head back against the bench I sat cross-legged in front of and inhaled deeply while letting the sun bathe me in its glow. The fresh bloom of floral fragrances permeated the air, blooms with little to no rhyme or reason outside of the fact that some had bloomed in the spring and others were eagerly making their debut upon the cusp of summer. If I opened my eyes, I’d see the white flowers of the apple blossom trees, scattered with bright pink buds, here and there. I’d see the bright oranges, yellows, and dark pinks of the bird of paradise plants. Directly behind me and shading the bench I perched against stood a
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