Sun Mote Copse a hundred thousand colours

there were things, she noticed, blobs of shape and colour and light. There were beside her a small such lump, and before her another, and these interested her for a time as her noises died down. But the thing that most interested the girl was the light. The light, she would come to find, represented the unknown, the outside, that there to be explored. The light was made all the brighter by the white if the snow that reflected the fire of the sun. Entranced, she begun to move, wiggling toward the light in awe, a pull unarmed pulling her closer to the Unknown.