Fairy of Shampoo

第一个梦想

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As you open your eyes, you awaken in a different world. 'I must be dreaming' you thought as your eyes started adjusting to the warm lights.

The scenery is quite lovely actually, but being you who isolated yourself for weeks in darkness, you consider otherwise.

A large sakura tree is placed behind you, its beautiful flowers dropping next to you and some even on your hair. With enough strength, you pull yourself up. Quite tiresome, for you haven't worked out nor walked for more than 50 steps in your apartment.

An everlasting sunset surrounds the headspace, and as you continued to walk you could identify some Kanzan Cherry trees everywhere. Walking some more, the trees are replaced by some Yoshino Cherry trees instead. The headspace is infinite, you keep walking more and more, passing by some Eastern RedBud trees and a long wave of Prairifire Flowering Crabapple trees.

You felt as if your muscles were giving up on you, you've been walking for minutes, maybe even hours. It's a headspace, time and logic don't exist there.

Through the glimpse of Shadblow Serviceberry trees, you could make out a girl dancing with the floating petals. She was like a ballerina inside a music box, so ethereal that everyone should be fixated on her and only her. Luckily for you, you're the only one here. It's your headspace after all.

With a new spark appearing in the depths of your eyes, you start to pursue the unnamed girl. As you chase after her, it seems as if she's getting farther and farther away each second. It's almost impossible, the magnolia flowers distracting you and your vision doesn't help either.

You finally reach the center of your headspace, a few feet away from the dancing girl who hasn't noticed you yet. Desperately trying to catch your breath, you fall to your knees to recollect your shit.

Regaining the strength to stand back up, your eyes are focused on her. Her eyes are closed, dancing to somewhat pas de valse. A gorgeous sight to behold, she looked like an angel in your eyes. White jasmines danced with her as her dress was adorned with gardenias and moonflowers. In her hair lays a single white petunia.

A big white dogwood tree appears behind her and she finishes her dance in a développé position. Like the idiot you are, you continued watching her from afar as she finally opened her eyes.

As you both made eye contact, she gives you a warm smile before reaching her hand out and-

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