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A cloud of fairy dust, carried along with the fresh breeze of
the waterfall brushes against her skin, making her flinched and
turned to the front of her. There was grassland with ponds and
rainbows. Flowers and grasses wavered and swayed to the
waterfall breeze. To her right, A curtain of white water cascaded
down a series of rocky outcrops. The tiny droplets of water were
like tiny diamonds flowing down with the flow of the waterfall and
into a stream of tiny glitters. Flower fairies, working like a factory,
were feeding droplets to the flowers and protecting them. One
would scoop a drop of water from the waterfall and place them on
the moving rail, covered by leaves, then the other would carry
those droplets to the flowers and feed them. Suddenly, something
shifted at the bottom of the waterfall. There it was, a Pegasus- large
and majestic with expressive eyes, long ears and a beautiful, silky
coat of fur that shines a metallic white. In the middle of the grassland
laid a huge white cage with a bench in the middle, just like the one
she has at home.
Daisy walked down the stone path. Flowers of different
shades surrounded her. She sat on the bench and took in the fresh
air she hasn’t felt in years. She could feel the cool mist from the
waterfall on her skin. Besides her was a small round table with a
book on top. The book cover has nothing written on it, only a symbol
of Pegasus was in the middle. Daisy picked the book up and
opened the book. The first page was a drawing of a young girl
smiling, in the middle of a flower field which seems to be the one in
front of Daisy. The second page started off with “Dear diary…”
which she assumed the book was written by a girl from the
handwriting and drawing. Daisy spent the next hours reading every