Chapter 3
In the blink of an eye, something had caught Millie's shoulders and started to fling her into the open sky. It felt sharp and cold, yet soft and warm. It sunk deep into her arms, gripping tighter and tighter. There was a small breeze that her entire body could sense, it was coupled with a sound she had faintly recognized from back home. A mere flapping noise, as if a dove were taking a bath.
Too afraid to look up or down, Millie closed her eyes and prayed. As she continued to excel into the unknown air, the ground below was starting to come into full perspective.
The scenery much strange to you and I, was actually quite understandable now. For down below, the white floor was now completely covered in golden water and filling up like a bath tub. It was a huge crater. From the East there flowed a Giant River that was dispensing its beauty into the crater in the form of grand waterfalls. The lights were much more warmer now, and winter was passing as ice from the Great Mountain was now in full melt. The air being more thick now had cast a misty rain down into the crater, and one as small as a child would've thought it to be rain. Sweeping to the left of the Giant River were trees. Green canopies of leaves and brown bark to support their sway. Grass was actually starting to form around the River as the gold rushed past. Spring had arrived in full force and the lights above still yielded their bright display with the white sky as their canvas.
The talons of the bird had finally made their way into a resting place for Millie's shoulders. His wings were now much quieter as he and Millie glided down the River's path. He was carrying a small bottle loosely in his silver beak and wore a tiny red hat on the crest of his head. His bright blue body could be easily seen for miles and his wings were striped black like prison bars. Millie was being carried by his enormous feet that were uncommonly baby blue and uncommonly bare, for he typically wore red boots to match his hat.
What seemingly happened next was due to his concern for Millie's arms and his lack of patience in carrying her. He simply let go, and Millie, still with her eyes closed, was in free fall.
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