

Bending reality Rattling past houses, fields, treesBending reality by ~Smudge-180
I peer out from between the branches, my leaves reaching towards the sunlight. I shift and become a squirrel. I run up the branches, looking for a good place to build my nest.
Another squirrel! I hear its call, feel its presence. In a flash, I am a pine martin, stalking its prey
After a good meal, I transform again, and am an eagle, soaring above the wood. I see my mum, hear her calling, Sarah! Time for supper!
I land in the wood and change back. Will I ever tell her? I smile as I head in.
The train stops and I wake up. In my hand is an acorn.
Was it a dream? Or did reali
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DFTBA!
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Est sularus oth mithas.