It was the chiming, soft as a whisper yet very real, that caught at the fringes of her ears and snatched her attention. A curious thing, if she were honest, for though she had experienced much she had yet to encounter something as all-encompassing as that sound seemed to be. It wasn't just coming from somewhere, it was resounding everywhere and filled the entire atmosphere with its delicate ringing. She did not pause, not even hesitate; she faced the direction it pulled her toward and began the wandering to its destination. Though she could not recall any of the time spent in Helovia before the storm, something deep inside her knew not to question the mysterious push. Her mind could not remember any of her experiences there, but it seemed her body did as she obeyed without much thought. Skepticism had no place there, on that night.
Dark hooves passed over the make-shift bridge which she didn't know didn't belong, spying a gathering on the other side. There, everything was as lit as she. She didn't understand what was happening, but she knew, somehow, that she was supposed to be part of it too.
Approaching, she tried to not catch the eye of anyone near enough to do so, still unsure of who she 'knew' and who she didn't. She hadn't spotted Elsa amid the crowd, so instead she turned to face the tree and a smile crossed her lips at the sight of the turtle. What a wonderous sight.
STARS FADING BUT I LINGER ON DEAR
STILL CRAVING YOUR KISS
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