I'm the girl of my dreams

She was free! Unleashed from the saddlebag confinement, Gilda shot off in a flurry of scattering hellions. She made for free air, the bonfire somewhere at her back and a looming castle in front. She giggled as she bounded through the grass. It was even warmer here than it was at home and she took a dive, rolling over and over, stopping on her back and wriggling her shoulders to release the smell of bruised grasses into the air. The sky was still tinted with the barest hint of orange and only the brightest stars were visible. She took a deep breath and lost herself in the shape of the clouds, ears working overtime so she wouldn't be taken by surprise if one of her siblings came after her in an attempted ambush.

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