Jørgen

Posted Friday, June 2, 2023

10mo

INFJ

Sagittarius

3

2

The Old Bench

Once upon a time, an old bench sat forgotten in a bustling city's heart, carrying a history of hushed lovers, jovial friends, and secret tears. As the city advanced, the humble park housing the bench was ignored, abandoned amidst the towers of steel and glass. But as humans turned their back, nature began its silent encroachment. Sprouts cracked the concrete, wildflowers painted the drab gray, and ivy crept tenderly upon the bench, clothing it in a vibrant green. A rogue seed grew beneath the bench, turning into a tree that gently enwrapped it in a wooden embrace. Years passed and the old bench, now a whimsical fusion of wood and foliage, sat amidst a forgotten oasis, telling its tale of time, resilience, and nature's indomitable will. To any rare passerby, it stood as a fairytale sight—an old bench swallowed by the green, a living testament to the undying dance of nature and time.