Chương 254: The Conversation

Selma Payne's POV:

The weather today was perfect, or rather the weather here had not changed.

There were just the right amount of white clouds, pale halos, gentle winds, and clear air. I liked everything, and I felt free. I would sleep on the grass, on the shore, or in a stream, enjoying the wind and the stream brushing my hair. I would sleep deeply for a few days and nights and then run wildly in the vast wilderness.

The stream reflected my reflection, and the light refracted my hair and wings into a soft halo.

Occasionally, moths would come out to play with me, but they were cold and untraceable. They often flew into the sky and disappeared into the high clouds without waiting for me to pounce.

Why were they so anxious?

I didn't know, but it didn't matter. I'd wait for the arrival of my next companion.