Off to Wonderland!
“It seemed as if the time was standing still and moving back and forth in the past and future as if she was living different human lives at one single moment. It was overwhelmingly beautiful.” As Maeve was drifting through the endless nothing, she could still see Heria. Moreover, she could feel them. They were here for her. Guiding her through the unknown that felt so strangely familiar to her. But what did Heria tell her? Only humans rely on memories and feelings that were familiar. Making up their existence and basing their understanding of time and space on this. At this moment, nothing else was really clear except for this one thing: Maeve was not human. On the other hand, was there another way to explain that she was able to fly? No it could not be, there was no other clarification for this than that Maeve was not human and she has never been. As this thought formed in her head, it made absolute sense. Strangely enough, everything made sense in a way. Heria let out a joyous scream just as Maeve had formed that thought. As if they knew, what Maeve was thinking. Was it possible at all? “Stop thinking like a human, with their tiny little brains that were not made for thinking outside the box even if it is just a little step outside! Maeve you are not one of them, you are not even one. You are many, just as we are!” their voice sounded. Maeve looked at Heria and realised their mouth was not moving. But how was that possible? Maeve and Heria were having a regular conversation, right? “MAEVE!” echoed through her mind again, “stop this nonsense!” Heria sounded
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mad, and hurt. It was the way the voice changed and trembled for a bit. Like there is disappointment. Disappointment? Why? Why would such a breathtaking creature be disappointed in her? She was just Maeve, a boring human girl. Oh, except she was not just a human, which she, by the way, had just found out by spreading her invisible wings?! What the heck was happening? Boy, can you imagine how Maeve was freaking out right now… and at the same time, she had to concentrate on flying, or was that even necessary? It just happened as if she hadn’t done anything else in her entire life. Had she even lived that life? Was that her only life? Or was that just a fragment of a lifetime? So many thoughts flying through her mind, spinning and creating a big storm rumbling around. As if that storm literally manifested, a heavy gust of wind blew and Heria seemed off for a little. Then, as if they were having fun in the danger, they let themselves fall just to be picked up by the wind, gliding in the funniest formations. Maeve heard them squealing in joy, which seemed so unfitting for this magnificent being. Triggered by that reaction, Maeve gave in and let herself fall, fall into a spiral, deeper and deeper and deeper. That funny feeling she still remembered from the fall of the rooftops came back and she felt sick for just a moment. The wind swept her up, just as she was about to feel the tears forming in her eyes. But this was just… It was like… There were simply no words to describe
