Armelle was sprinting through the woods. But this time, the sun was shining bright, seeping through the tall trees. She laughed and tumbled through the leaves, until she saw someone.
The person was looking around in awe. Armelle tiptoed up to the figure, who was startled when he turned around. It was Christopher.
He said nothing and continued to gape. Wondering why he was staring at her, she looked down into a crystal clear puddle. She was a bear.
She opened her mouth to say "It's me, Armelle," but all that came out was a grunt.
She looked straight at his eyes and found that she could look through them -like the Future.
She could see him in bed, sound asleep. She attempted to smile, which made him smile in his sleep.
"Armelle..." she could see him mouth.
Armelle gestured for him to follow her. They ran off into the woods together, laughing all the way.
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FantasyHello! I'm Armelle. Armelle Sauvageon. Unless you haven't heard, you are a gift to me from Mother and Father. You are my new and only friend. Let's see... what should I talk about, Diary? ********** She wasn't always like this. In fact, this was her...
