She awoke to blue skies, underneath her fresh green grass soft to the touch. She raked her hands through the blades, grasped at a tuft and uprooted it from the earth. She inhaled its fresh scent; scrunching it up to tickle her nose, a sneeze escaping. She laughed, throwing the grass into the air, letting it fall down upon her. Then she stood, brushing the dirt off her dress she took a determined step forward, her footing sure on strange ground. She was going on an adventure, and every adventure began with the very first step.