"Morning petrichor, a cool gust that begs you to explore. A hot fire which soothes your stomach. A cup of coffee which subdues your breath. The friendship which can only be found through adventure. The SunnySide is the ideal. A reminder that eden can still be found... on those special days. The apple freshly plucked from the branch. The distant call of a Robin. The smell of dust and cedar inside a warm cabin, of salt from the northern sea. It's not just a feeling, but a place. A lightness in your chest, and a murmur in your heart. Maybe you get a hint of fall in the wind, but you don't mind. Because nostalgia fills you up. You've seen these hills before, in all seasons. Only once the night falls, and the fire roars, do you realize that it was the SunnySide." - Liam Reynolds