your very own Eden.

After a long and tiring day, you finally hunker down into bed, closing your heavy eyes to get that sweet, sweet sleep you've longed for ever since you got out of bed.

You wake up, but you don't find yourself at home. You're in His land. What He made for you, as a reprieve from the year's torments, exhausts, and other things. You look up and see a beautiful sky, and He speaks to you.

God: "Welcome home, My Love. You are safe here. With Me."

You let a warm smile come onto your face, and you clasp your hands together in prayer, briefly bowing your head before deciding to explore. Seemingly, this place goes on forever.

...until the Fruit appears.

God: "...don't touch it. Please. Don't."