Summary: Arianna's time in Polynesia.
We arrive on a green, grassy island.
"This is so beautiful!" I exclaim.
We're at a luau, a hula dance party. The party is on a green, grassy Island. There are brown, wooden torches with fires on top of them around the island to light up the night. I shift my hips from the left to the right and wave my arms to the side. I spin.
I am on the dock. There is a gray lump of clay on the brown, wooden table. A gray dolphins appears in my head. I visualize. I sculpt it into a dolphin. "Good job, Arianna." Frederic tells me.
"Thank you." I reply.
I'm sitting on a wooden stool on a wooden dock in front of a wooden easel. An image of a green, pink, brown and yellow butterfly pops into my head. I visualize. I dip my hands in the pink paint. I press them up against the white canvas. I dry my hands with the dirty, brown rag. I dip my fingers in the green paint. I press them up against the canvas in between the fingerprints of my pink handprints. I dry my hands with the rag. I dip my index finger in the brown paint. I press it up against the canvas in between my pink handprints. I dry my hand with the rag. I dip my index finger in the yellow paint. I pressed it up against the canvas on the pink and purple wings several times. I dry my hand with the rag. I took a brown paintbrush and dip the end of it in the black paint. I painted a smiling face on the butterfly.
Frederic, Gabriella, Demanitus and I get in the caravan.