Small raindrops catched my face. I breathed in the morning and enjoyed just being. From the top of the tree, which I sat in, I could see over the wood I called my home. Five birds flew over my head and talked to each other. I smiled at them.

I jumped down to a thick branch and began to run. My bare feet touched the bark and I was one with the nature. Leaves got stuck in my light blonde hair as I took speed.

I jumped from one branch to another, knowing that i wouldn't fall nor stumble. I jumped down from a high branch and grinned as my feet felt the dewy grass. I stood and looked around while I catched my breath.

The sun was scattered by the golden leaves that covered the top of the trees, just like a sealing. Flowers began to open up, as were the animals. Two squirrels played tag among the trees and a group of three deers ran past me.

The white fabric that covered me had began to bleach and the bottom was dirty of mud. I came over it a couple of years ago, when it came running down the river i sat by. I had ripped of the arms and it was bound together in by waist with a belt made of braided grass.

I picked some red berries as I kept waking on the ground. They tasted of sun and was sweet on my tongue. Fog covered the ground just as clouds covered the tops of mountains, which gave the forest a mystical look.

I heard the singing voice of a nearby brook and decided to visit it.

My hands greeted the trees I passed. I heard a familiar neigh and hurried a bit. The white horse drank from the water just as I had expected. It raised it's head and looked at me with widened nostrils as I came out my hiding place behind some bushes.

I put my palm out and laid it on his nose. I closed my eyes.

Pictures of what I'd seen this morning flew through my mind as I shared the pictures. He blew out heated air from his lunges.

Hooves against the ground, trees blowing by, birds flying over my head, a feeling of being able to do anything

My rosey cheeks grew big when my lips stretched and my eyes was filled with joy as he shared his memories from this morning. I was blessed to have him. My palm was still resting on his nose so he felt my happiness and love, as I felt his.

I left his side and climbed up in a tree, giving him a last look before my feet started to move. I ran and jumped between the trees until I finally found myself on a thick branch, growing from the huge oak I slept in at night.

I heard a pair of wings next to me and turned on the spot, just to find the great owl sitting on a branch watching me. His white plumage shimmered like when water's catched by the sun. He were my oldest friend. I had no memory of a time before him.

My hand ran through his feathers and we shared memories. He reached out his wings and gracefully flew over my head, playfully catching my hair with his claws.

Our game was interrupted by a sound. The sound of racing horses. The horses slowed down and i heard a sound I had never heard before.

"We should have arrived by now." a, quite deep, voice said.

"Admit it Aragorn, we took the wrong path." another voice replied, which sounded like jingling icicles.

My pulse raised and filled my body with adrenaline.