Sitting on a stone wall within the university park, a mild and cozy breeze gently blowing along, swirling up blossoms along its way and covering every path and meadow around with tiny white and pink petals. It is a peculiar and charming scene, watching petals slowly glide towards the earth, sometimes just a few, sometimes dominating ones view entirely. Students from all over are chatting, eating ice cream and enjoying these first true spring afternoons.
The worlds seems to be an entirely different place altogether; the ground no longer a frozen solid, gray and tainted white no longer governing the daily color spectrum, but instead green and pink and blue and red and pristine white in a wild and lively mixture.
For but a short moment, that immeasurable duration of time, all problems and worries and fears, but strangely also all happiness, pleasure and joy fade away, leaving behind nothing but tranquility.