Jimena smiled as she exined, “The Angelica Sinensis you had embroidered.
There are also two swallows, one bigger than the other.
There was a verse, too.
”
Casey’s hands shook slightly as she asked, “What verse?”
Jimena answered, “Birds return when the timees.
”
“Birds return when the timees,” Casey echoed softly to herself a few times before falling quiet.
A fragment of memories popped up in Casey’s mind.
At one wonderful day, a little girl snuggled up to her knee, asking gently, “Mommy, what are you making?”
Patiently, Casey exined, “Mommy is stitching little swallows, one big and one small, like mommy and her child.
Below them is an herb called Angelica Sinensis.
Together, they tell a lovely story that birds return when the timees.
”
In Casey’s memories, her little girl, puzzled, asked, “Mommy, I don’t understand.
What kind of story is this?”
“Mommy will exin it to you, okay? Now be a good girl and get ready for bed.
” Casey gently stroked her girl’s hair, her face soft with affection.
“Alright.
Casey’s lovely daughter snuggled up against her, eyes closed while listening to the story.
”
The story began by the mommy swallow and baby swallow Living in a lush forest brimming with resources.
There was plenty of food and water, surrounded by many neighbors.
They were happy every day.
Mommy swallow shared a lot of valuable knowledge with baby swallow.
Right beneath their little nest, a nt grew.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.
Baby swallow was always curious about different nts and flowers.
Not recognizing this one, she asked her mommy about it.
Mommy swallow exined that this nt was called Angelica Sinensis, a very beneficial medicinal herb that could cure many diseases.
It was Like a miracle cure, just like an elixir of immortality.
Baby swallow asked innocently, “Mommy, this Angelica Sinensis is growing right at our doorstep.
Could it be a fairy transformed into this to protect our home?”
Mommy swallow replied, “Yes, my dear, remember that Angelica Sinensis is right next to our home.
If you ever get lost, just find the Angelica Sinensis, and I will be there waiting for you.
”
Baby swallow nodded.
“I’ll remember, mommy.
”
One day, while mommy swallow was out gathering food for baby swallow, disaster struck without warning.
It was an unforgiving fire swept through the forest.
Every creature in the woods either perished or was harmed.
When swallow mommy returned, clutching food, all that remained was a charred stump.
The forest had turned to ash and broken branches, devoid of any greenery.
Mommy swallow flew round and round, crying out in despair for baby swallow, but the familiar cheerful call of “Mommy” was gone.
After the wildfire, mommy swallow stayed in the devastated forest.
She watched aspassionate people came and restored it.
She soared across the sky, tirelessly searching for Angelica Sinensis, until atst, she found a tiny one.
She waited for a rainfall, then carefully unearthed the damp soil and tenderly carried the Angelica Sinensis back to where their home once stood.
The giant tree where she had nested was no more, reced by young saplings.
Mommy swallow nted the Angelica Sinensis next to a sapling, hoping they would grow together.
She stayed by that sapling, year after year, until it grewrge enough to support their modest nest, though it was still not very big.
Mommy swallow collected numerous twigs and soft leaves to craft a cozy nest.
In this new nest, she kept waiting, hoping for baby swallow’s return.
As the years passed, the sapling became arge tree and the lone Angelica Sinensis multiplied into a cluster.
Mommy swallow grew old and could no longer fly.
She had been in the nest for four days, too weak to leave for food or drink.
In a daze, she heard a faint chirp.
Thinking she was mistaken, she opened her eyes and looked around, but found the space before her nest empty.
Slowly, she closed her eyes again.