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Picture this...

The moon is shining brightly down the through the old oak tree. The stars are shining brightly and are really clear to see. The wind is gently blowing causing the leave sing, hitting against the leave closest to it. Then you feel something warm gently pressing against your forehead something curl around you tigher but not to tight to lose your breath but enough to be safe.You curl deeper into the being that is curling on to you. Then when all is quiet for a moment you feel a deep and low percussion insde this being beating in a slow movement against your sensitive hearing. Then you feel this nature to look up and stare into the eyes of this thing, this being that has wrapped into it's arms. Then slowly you glaze up and feel this braveness to look this 'thing' in the eyes.Then you relize that glazing up has only led you to having your slow and calm heartbeat being to accelerate in pace of a normal '1234, 1234'. Then suddenly you feel this calming sense looking into 'it's' eyes knowing that everything is alright and that you're safe.