The Very First Step

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.   


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