Part 2. Patience.
Chapter 1. A Fall
Clara had run away from home. She didn't know what else to do.
A mountain. A mountain in the distance. Maybe there would be a cave or something. She started climbing.
Berry bushes. She reached out and took a handful of wild blackberries. Sweet and tart at the same time. Delicious.
She reached the summit, and immediately spotted a hole.
So she sat, and rested, hoping to come up with an idea.
Her toy knife poked her leg through the pocket.
She sighed, adjusted the ribbon in her hair, and fell asleep.
She woke up in a bed of flowers.
Huh? She looked around.
After a few minutes, she figured out that she had fallen through the hole while she was asleep.
Why hadn't she woken up when she started falling? She just must have been that tired.
So she waited. Nothing else to do.