~You're eyes squint as you step out of the castle's heavy doors and cross the bridge and gaze across at the vines and flowers growing around the castle walls, a poem comes to mind and you smile, remembering it from your past~

~Somewhere within us there is a Garden. A Garden in which we can seek refuge when times are rough, or retire to in joy. You visit your Garden in search of harmony and melody. You tend the Garden and the crop is now here for your pickings.~

~Enchanted by the memory, you move off down the path, trying to remember everything you pass to inform others of the beauty.~