A soft breeze brushed against my skin. Sweet pollen filled my nose. Light filtered through my closed lids, making everything orange and red. I fluttered my eyes open, sweeping my face across the land before me.
A meadow filled with dainty flowers, soft yellows and pinks, sprawled out before me. At the edges were lazy aspens, white bark with brilliant spring greens. I glanced down, finding I was nude.
Where am I? What am I doing here? I tried to scour my brain for information, but everything was hazy. A sweet taste coated my tongue as I licked my lips.
I took a few steps forward, my legs wobbling beneath me. The ground was soft and supple, nourished by spring rains. A high-pitched laugh echoed through the meadow, and I snapped my head in its direction.
More laughter ensued. Children's
