Rêve

(Workin through blooooock. I feel I should maybe add more images later. Apologies for lack of quality)

You look like one of the kinds of big things you've seen around the forest. You don't see them as often as the others, but you remember because they're often the noisiest.

Letting go of the spirit's hand, trying to find your own balance, you ask "How long will this last again?"

"Until nightfall," the spirit says. You notice petals beginning to fall from its hair, drifting away. "But as long as you remember the steps as I have taught you, you can do it again. I think that with practice, you could be quite good at it!" More and more petals begin to come loose. "I must be moving on, little one. Fare well!"

"Wait!" you call. "Why this way?" You wave your arms.

The spirit gives you another smile, though you think, something sad in her eyes. "I thought it would give you the best chance."



With that, the spirit disappears in a cloud of flowers, catching some sudden breeze and lilting away up over the treetops.





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