As I walk, the flower open. The wind picks up as I breathe. I feel the wind in my hair. I move my hand over certain flowers that are not opened. They open and grow. I blow the warm wind onto it. It flashes a smile at me. I place my hand onto the ground. Flowers sprout out. I feel something bite my hair. I turn.

"No, little one." I respond to the baby deer.

I point at some fresh bushes.

"Eat those." I say.

It turns and runs. I smile as I turn. I pull my long hair out of my face. I look around. I've been down every road of the forests. I have been to the high mountains, even to the dark forest I have been back and forth. I've been everywhere. It's fine traveling as much as I do. I always manage to get back to my tree.

As I walk around, I see the birds singing in the tree. This world is home to dragons, phoenixes, and all beings magical. I turn. I see grazing unicorns. They're so majestic though... they are a bit vain.

I start climbing onto the tall beanstalk. They grow far and fast. I like them because they stretch so high and let me see out into the world of man.