"O-oh... that's a pretty name! If you don't mind me asking..."
Draumur gets up, brushing the bits of dead grass off of her legs.
"Can you at least point me in the direction home? I have no idea where my village is, and from what I've heard, i-it's nowhere near here..."
It looks like there are tears welling in the corners of her eyes. When they start to roll down her cheeks, the color is that of the sky at noon, and the consistency is something like honey.
"Snnff... So... what do y-you say? Will you help me back home?"
"O-oh! Thank you! Thank you so much!"
She points her finger straight upward, to any number of star clusters.
"I lived up there. Now, l-let's go!"
She sprints over to the dense woods, barely illuminated by the starlight. As you follow quickly in her footsteps, you see her nimbly scale a taller, violet pine.
"W-woah... I've never ridden on a cloud like this before... We'll be there in no time if we keep u-up at this speed!"
She looks at you, happy tears welling in the folds of her eyes.
"Hey... Thanks. I-I'm sure I could,comvince my village to let you stay a little while,
You can read the gratidtude off her face.
It makes your day.
Thank you for keeping up the story!!! I loved your ideas, and how they fit into the story so nicely! Have a great day, and remember you helped a lemon boy write a story!
The lemon boy himself,
-lemonn
