Demi's pov
I found myself in the field again, this time my white gown was a full-length with a sash tied around my waist and its sleeves having pretty bows at the end.
A crown of flowers was placed on my head by beautiful birds waving their feathers gracefully.
The wind blew gently and I wished to see my reflection.
At that wish, my feet directed me to where I could hear running water and I followed the direction humming to myself and swinging my hands.
I was happy.
I had my full arms back and I swung them aggressively trying to get the feel of them again because I had a terrible dream where my hand was cut off.
I reached the stream, its water sparkling bright against the rays of the glorious sun and I bent a bit at the bank, crouching over the grass and planting my hands on the
