My egg shell had quickly vanished as soon as I covered it in the potion given to me by the elder, whom I later payed. I'm astonished to be frank. This world looks so beautiful onotop of a mountain, though I'm not on the mountain anymore, I travelled down the mountain, taking a few tumbles on the way down, unfortunately. This field was also amazing in beauty, I rolled amongst the grass, random blades of grass tickled my ears. Butterflies darted in and out of the grass. I chased them cheerfully, not meaning any harm of course. They fluttered away majestically as I began to grow dreary. I looked around plainly, looking for a place to settle. I then saw a flower patch, laden with beautiful flowers of no identification to me. I nestled down as soon as I patted down some of the grass. Then I simply.. fell.. asleep.
Hours later I awoke, a butterfly resting solemnly on the end of my beak. I felt so at peace with this magnificent creature finding comfort on his beak. I knew I couldn't keep it there forever so I eventually flicked it away. I was still very tired but I still got up, stretched my muscles, didn't want to harm myself. I ran around the small patch of grass for abit before nearing to the edge of the forest. The forest scared me yet drew me in like nothing else, like I was born to live there. I didn't give in to it though, I stayed strong. And stayed away from there for now, because I couldn't stay away forever.
