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[The brightness on her face is the last thing she's expecting. The last she saw, it was night, but the breeze gently moving her clothes, alternating warm sunlight and cool shade on her skin... she doesn't know what to think. The afterlife?
No, would that she were so lucky. She's been there before, and it's much more torn than this. She laughs. If it really were the afterlife, she doubts she'd be waking up in a tree.
From her vantage point, she can see the village. It seems peaceful enough, but in her experience such things rarely are. She wants to know where she is, why she's here, but she's in no rush. She'll find out in due time, she's sure. She has all the time in the world, now.
She stretches, and notices something out of the corner of her eye. Wings, that look too small to fly. Curious. The same color as her spiritual power, too - whoever did this has a cruel sense of humor.
She stands, leaning on the tree trunk for support. Time to start climbing down.]
No, would that she were so lucky. She's been there before, and it's much more torn than this. She laughs. If it really were the afterlife, she doubts she'd be waking up in a tree.
From her vantage point, she can see the village. It seems peaceful enough, but in her experience such things rarely are. She wants to know where she is, why she's here, but she's in no rush. She'll find out in due time, she's sure. She has all the time in the world, now.
She stretches, and notices something out of the corner of her eye. Wings, that look too small to fly. Curious. The same color as her spiritual power, too - whoever did this has a cruel sense of humor.
She stands, leaning on the tree trunk for support. Time to start climbing down.]