Chapter 4 - Café Coquelicot
When Ophelia awoke, the ceiling vents were open just enough for her to see that the sky was the vibrant blue of midday. There was gently, but hot, breeze flowing through the room. Exhausted, she rolled over and drifted into a dream.
Perched upon the tallest tree, she looks down at the forest floor, enchanted by the creatures below. There are so many, and they are all so busy they do not notice her. She observes the journey of a long line of small round creatures with brown fur and pointy red ears. Through the dense vegetation they march, single file, toward the base of a small hill. One of the creatures pushes aside a large gray stone, revealing a hole in the side of the hill and they all trundle in.
A flock of black and white birds with fat bellies land upon
