***Ella***
I had just experienced the most restful sleep I'd had in a while. There had been no midnight mental jaunt to the vibrant world under the willow tree, and I haven't woken up on the roofspace outside once again.
I open my eyes and I instantly sit up, wondering if everything that happened last night, really did happen. I feel around my neck, noting the clear absence of my necklace. I immediately feel bare without it, but I also resent what it had kept from me all this time.
I pause, taking stock of things as they are now.
I feel different, but I am not sure how or why, just yet. I slide out of bed and go to stand in front of my mirror.
I look different.
I am taller, and my hair is now even longer, and now a much lighter blonde than before, almost bordering on a silvery white
