Despair and Hope

She lay on the grassy hilltop, watching as a pod of skywhales scudded lazily across the sky. The sun toasted her comfortably through her dress as the wind breezed around her. Down in the valley she could distantly hear the unicorns giggling as they played in the daisy fields. Reluctantly, she climbed to her feet. It was time to go home. The song of the skywhales seemed to call to her as she strode off through the deep, wavey grass.