She is leisure. She is the slow sunrise in the morning and the ruby colored sunset at night. She is the moon and sun always faithfully hanging in the sky, night after night, day after day. The paint forever lasting on a well kept canvas, the taste of salt by the sea, smell of smoke near a fire.
Relaxed, eternal. She takes her time to view her movements and her thoughts at length, because there is nothing in the world worse than a moment wasted too quickly. An idle mind makes for ill spent time, and hands that move too fast make simple mistakes when overlooked.
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