Once upon a time ...

Well ... no.
It was just yesterday.
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Emma was thinking just how difficult it is to have happy thoughts when the world around her seemed to crumble.
She was wondering how she came here? To this gray, foggy planet, with no trees, no plants, no butterflies ... And why? What was the purpose of all this?
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For some reason she couldn't remember anything that have happened before her coming here. Yes, it's true - when she went to sleep each night she would always dream about flying. And the landscape beneath her would be beautiful beyond words ...
But now? While fully awake, the world around her was dull and empty.

Suddenly she heard a silent, gentle voice. She looked down. And there it was: a little fox.
She was looking straight into her eyes. And waiting. 

After a while the fox said: "It's time."
While still looking straight into girl's surprised eyes. "Time for you to know your life's meaning."
​Emma just realized that the fox wasn't talking to her with her voice but ... with her thoughts. 
As if that wasn't strange enough, ...

​(To be continued ...)

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Nekoč, pred davnimi časi ...

No ... ne.
Bilo je šele včeraj.

Emma je ravno razmišljala, kako težko je imeti srečne misli, ko se zdi, da se svet okoli nje sesuva.
Spreševala se je, kako je prišla sem? Na ta siv, meglen planet, brez dreves, rastlin, metuljev ... In zakaj? Kakšen je bil namen vsega tega?

Iz nekega razloga se ni mogla spomniti ničesar, kar se je zgodilo, preden je prišla sem. Res je, drži - vsako noč, ko je odšla spat, je vedno sanjala, da leti. In pokrajina pod njo je bila nepopisno lepa ...
Pa zdaj? Ko je bila popolnoma budna, se je svet okrog nje zdel siv in prazen.

Nenadoma je zaslišala tih, nežen glas. Pogledala je navzdol. In tam je bila: mala lisica.
Gledala je naravnost v njene oči. In čakala.

Čez nekaj čas je lisica rekla: "Čas je."
Medtem je ves čas gledala v dekličine presenečene oči. "Čas, da izveš, kaj je smisel tvojega življenja."
​Emma je kar naenkrat spoznala, da lisica ni uporabljala svojega glasu, marveč je z njo govorila ... s svojimi mislimi.
Kot da to ni bilo zadosti čudno, ...

(Se nadaljuje ...)