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In the deep, plain side of Africa, two people went for a camping trip. The two stayed in a plain tent on a field of weeds and grass. The wind made the grass sway left to right;
right to left. The breeze felt as cool as a summer day. Small trees scattered about, about twelve in a few miles. Deep brown bark had fallen from the trees that have grown old
enough to wilt away,but stay beautiful. The trees sway with the freedom of the wind. Smooth edged leaves shine brightly as the sun beats down. Pale blue and violet flowers grow
around the edges of the stump. Branches droop down like arms holding out waiting for the animals to climb and make a home out of them. Fragile as a feather but hard as a stone.
The couple lay the tent next to one of the trees. They sit in the middle of the field and wait for the day to end. The two make it a goal to watch the sunset as long as they
stay. Holding hands, they walk to the edge of the horizon. The Purple and orange sunset inspire them of the spirits that lay in Africa. The known indians share their beauty with
the rest of the world and now these two are enjoying the moment. They listen carefully to the wind. The sound of indian drums and flutes float through the sky. Closing their eyes,
they listen to the beautiful sounds of the jungle. The sun has set. Dark blue shines through the night with little spakling eyes watching over them.
Night. The rolling of the sounds of animals yawning and frogs croaking. They speak of the things to come. How they shall swim through the river making riples of life. Ribbit.
Ribbit. Croak. The sounds, the smell, the fresh air of the night shared by every living creature even the trees. Enjoying their freedom of the night. Another day to come.
The morning has arrived and the two wake silently with joy. Another day to love eachother and the scene. Having gotten ready, they search through the jungle. Two little tiger
cubs run through the jungle to the plain. Careless of life running with joy. The sight of these two remind the girl of how she has dreamed to be. Free as the wind and free as these
cubs. She runs with the cubs through the field. Smiling and laughing, her heart begins to race. Out comes the boy tackling his love just as the cubs do. He kisses her and they roll
all around. The feeling of loves rushes through their minds and soul. They now know that their adventure has just begun. They take pictures of the scene and the cubs. Just seeing
how happy those little ones were made the two smile. They imagine life of being free as the cubs could be theirs. Thinking of what she has seen today, the girl lays on the feild and
watches the birds fly by swooping for their prey. Kris, The boy, Lays next to Tori. He smiles at her and leans for a kiss. She giggles and gets up and runs to the river. Kris runs
after her. Tori stops and wonders how the river would feel. Kris, grabbing Tori, pulls her close to him and whispers in her ear to think of what it would feel like if it were to be
winter in Alaska. Tori smiles and looks into Kris's glittering eyes. He stares in her beautiful blue eyes and kisses her cheek. They hold eachother while they
watch the sunset.This time they hear the sounds of the cubs running back to their nest and hear the roar of the mother tiger in joy of seeing them happy. heart