Rey pranced down a path lined with pink and yellow striped lollipops, stopping ever so often to take a huge chomp out of the closest lollipop. On either side a field of grass stretched out behind the lollipops, as far as the horizon. Rey could make out a few drops of dew on each blade of grass; the dew looked appetizing and she wondered if it was a sweet, just like the lollipops. However she had no desire to leave the path, her destination much more enticing. Where was she going? She had no idea but she was sure whatever waited at the end of the path was surely worth it.
Suddenly she stopped and looked around. It seemed someone had called her name in the distance, but when she turned round she saw no one, so she resumed her journey. Or she would, if the ground beneath her hadn't trembled
