The crashing was coming from Le Grande Arbre (the grand tree). I run to the bushes below to see what was caught in the tree. As I near the tree the crashing gets louder, and then suddenly stops. I get there, and see a petite form clinging to the bottom branch of the enormous tree. The person wasn't breathing normally, I could hear that. Within seconds the body tumbled. I dart out of the bushes, catching them before they touch down. They weigh almost nothing!
It stirs. A band around their head falls off... she's a girl.
Her hair is short cut and black. Her skin is tan, as though she lives her life outside... no... it's more realistic than that.... more like she was born like that..... wow... she smells of pine and earth. Maybe she is outside a lot. She is beautiful! I ask her silently her name, not expecting an answer.
'Why would it matter?'
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