Say It Ain't So

It was a tricky question and not one easy to answer. Osprey was gifted with a vivid imagination and in her time she tried to see herself as anything around her. It was fun to try and understand, what it meant to be something as seemingly boring and insignificant as rock (not when she had been one - but that is a story for another time) or as impossible as a falling star. She had been the snake princess cursed by an evil witch, she had pretended to be a deer running for it's life. She had hovered above treetops as a gust of wind and become one with the grass and flowers. There were so many things she had tried to impersonate, each experience had been outstanding, therefore it was hard to choose, which one she had liked the best.

"A bird, maybe? I have always wanted to fly," she admitted. "My turn!" she chimed, "If you happened to see a falling star - what would you wish for?"