Love
Whispers of Wings in Blooming Fields
"The Whispering Wings" The valley was alive with color. Petals of every hue—red, pink, yellow, blue—swayed in a soft breeze, while tall trees lined the horizon like guardians of a sacred realm. The scent of wildflowers hung in the air, thick with summer’s warmth. Above the blooms, hummingbirds danced, their wings a blur of iridescent green and ruby.
By Mukhtiar Ahmadabout a year ago in Fiction




