"I really liked that coat though, and the scarf was a gift from my brother." Mara whispered
as she looked up at the night sky. Small lights twinkled down at her from their unfamiliar
places. Mara couldn't see the swan, or the cross, or the bears, or hunter or dragon. Not a
single constellation she knew was there. The sky was foreign to her. "I don't know these
stars."she spoke softly. "I'm not tired, so I want to keep walking, but it's too dark for me to
see. I want my clothes back, but I can't find them in this light, and I'll probably just end
up lost. More importantly though," She paused. "I'm thirsty. There has to be water
somewhere. There has to be people somewhere too. I couldn't possibly be all alone."
A small breeze briefly touched just her cheek as Mara whispered to herself "I wish I had a
friend here with me." A sudden rushing roar exploded behind her, and as she turned to look
a fast, strong wind slammed into her. Mara's arms blocked reflexively, and something soft
yet firm hit them. Mara clenched it in her fists, and the wind slowed down as she looked at
what she caught. It was her coat and scarf.
Mara's breath stuck in her throat as she looked at the clothes in her hands. How? A firm
wind began moving, gently pushing on her back as Mara stood there in shock. The push
became a nudge and she stumbled forward a few steps. Mara stopped, and was nudged
again. She repeated this again, and then gave up and kept walking forward. The nudges
were replaced by a light pressure on her back. Mara was pretty sure that she could hear the
wind blowing, but the grass was still and she couldn't feel any movement, just the touch on her backside.