He saw a large, wild, flowering tree randomly shoot up, light pink petals fluttering about in the breeze
He just continued walking, he thought it was 'normal'.
He heard singing being carried on the breeze
"....Isn't it lovely?...All alone...heart made of glass, my mind of stone...."
he chuckled and continued walking.
It got louder as he got closer
"...Tear me to pieces, skin to bone...."
He laughed in his head as he continued to walk.
He moved closer to the tree and reached a clearing, where the huge flowering tree was. There was a small figure sitting in it
"Who the hell?"
He said to himself then he just shrugged and continued walking.
He realized that the tree was perfect for sitting, molded to be sort of cushion like. He got a glimpse of the person in the tree:
She had her feet dangling over the edge of the branch, flower petals in her hair as she hummed idly, looking bored but peaceful. She sighed
He continued to walk, he bought the washer pretty but he didn't go up to her, but he just kept watching the dogs as they continued pulling him to walk.
