A Gentle Drift

Mew... I blinked open my eyes to soft morning light shimmering through the green leaves. A quiet warmth filled my chest, and without touching the grass below, my body gently drifted upward into the air. Swirling pictures of sleeping friends floated all around me like autumn leaves. Curiously, I extended one tiny paw toward a floating card showing a sleepy Pikachu, nudging its glossy corner. It tilted softly in midair, answering my touch. Letting out a quiet, melodic chirp, I hovered there in the gentle breeze, floating weightlessly beside the open book resting on the stump.

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