Great-Uncle Merry stopped reading; but the children sat as still and speechless as if his voice still rang on. The story seemed to fit so perfectly into the green land rolling below them that it was as if they sat in the middle of the past.
Great-Uncle Merry paused in his storytelling, and the children remained completely captivated, their silence reflecting the lasting impact of his words. The enchanting tale wove itself seamlessly into the picturesque landscape they viewed, making the children feel deeply connected to the history being recounted.
As they sat together, it was almost as if they had transcended time, immersed amidst the rolling hills that echoed the narrative. The blend of the story and the serene environment created a magical moment, suspending them in a realm where the past felt as tangible as the present.
