Who is she that dwells in such realms

She was not worried. The day was pleasant. She sat on the edge of the grassy hill, stroking her wavy black hair, using her fingers. Her hairbrush was lost on the way up the hill. Usually, she doesn’t condone such rough ways of brushing her hair, but her desperation of maintaining it called for it. Not many things were left in her backpack. After all, the hill was a route she did not expect to take.

Her plan was to run through the forest in search for wild fruit. But an unusual mint-coloured leaf caught her attention, and she followed it, as it was blown by the wind. It was after a good ten minute run, when the leaf came to a full stop. She picked it up and noticed a ray of sunshine poking both of her eyes. Curiosity got the best of her, and she walked and then ran, until she reach the top of the hill. The hill was not too high, but enough to create an in-depth view of the fields surrounding it. She was worried of her return home, but she figured it would be easy to follow back.

As she gazed upon the fields, she felt a small shutter, then a noise approaching. It got loud enough for her to tell it was a train. It was coming from the right side, and she looked as it approached. To her amazement, it was not a passenger train, but a cargo train. She almost did not pay attention, because she thought it was an ordinary train, bringing goods into town, as usual. But, she saw in the wagons an abundance of mint-coloured leafs, just like the one she picked up. For a moment, she thought it’d be good to drop the leaf she caught into the wagons, but she decided to keep it. She felt special, like the wind brought her to that spot for a purpose. She witnessed such rarity, that all the worries in her life escaped from her.

The train was far away by now, but she could not stop staring at it, as it ventured off to an unknown destination. She crossed her legs and placed her backpack on her lap. She was thinking of a safe place to keep this new leaf, so she put it inside the small front pocket. Now, it was time for her to find her way back. She stood up and put on her backpack. Just as she was about to walk down the hill, the wind started to pick up. She looked up and there was only a cloud in sight. It almost looked like it was shaped in the form of a heart. She didn’t think much of it, so she kept walking down the hill, and looked up one more time. It was in the shape of a heart. She smiled and changed her route again. She felt the wind was about to embark her on a new adventure.

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Of course! The world doesn’t rule me again!

 

 

 

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