Chapter 12

Golden sunlight streamed down like threads of silk, gently wrapping the colorful landscape of Warlington in a soft, golden glow. Although there was still a lingering pain in Priscilla's eyes from the divorce, what shined brighter was a quiet hope for the life ahead. Fresh out of a failed marriage, she had just set foot on this peaceful and mysterious land. She arrived in Crystal Springs, a place famously known as the City of Eternal Bloom. It welcomed her with warm sunlight and an explosion of blooming flowers. As she wandered through the quaint streets and winding alleys, a light breeze danced through her hair while vibrant flowers swayed gracefully on the sidewalks. Sunlight filtered through the trees, scattering shadows on the ground like splashes of paint, making her feel as if she were walking through a living, breathing painting. At the World Botanical Gardens, Priscilla lost herself in a variety of pavilions, each one with its own charm and uniqueness. Inside the glass conse