lavender in the breeze. I could smell the freshly cut grass and that woody smell like it had been chopped up. The sunlight the courtyard was light with the trees tall and giving of a luscious scent of  down and was giving away a luscious scent. I could see the ivy crawling up the walls like a ladder to freedom. There was sunlight on me that made me feel like I was falling through clouds.

In the night there were shadows that loomed over me. I could hear wolves sniffing around a midnight feest. The smell of decaying mouse carcases wafted up my nose like the smell of a rotting rubbish tip. I can see sharp white teeth snarling in the corner that was as black as a night that never ends.