In the meadow, small pixies flit about among the flowers, little elves sit on toadstools, and the breeze carries sylphs along with the dandelion seeds. The sun shines as clouds of lace float lazily in the sky. Lillies of the valley scent the air as a unicorn gallops from the tree nymph merrily playing tag with it. You sigh as you lie down in the grass. You can feel the warm earth beneath you. You rest and finally know peace.
