Inspired by looking at the sky in a different way than normal.
The island girl dream
"Hello, Amy, hi Currine. How is the weather out there?" Aryll greeted all her seagull friends the same when she stepped outside of her home. They went all over the world, experience things, have fun. Aryll didn't. She always stayed home, with her grandma on Outset Island. Ever since she was kidnapped on that day, Link's birthday, she was told to take precautions, but she didn't listen. She wanted an adventure as great as that, like one her brother was having.
Right now, big brother is probably having the best adventure with Tetra EVER she thought.
Meanwhile, where Link is...
Link was sleeping on the ground, soundly. Suddenly, he was woken by a fairy, right in front of his face. He immediately got up and screamed bloody murder whilst running away, the fairy doing the same as she was startled (although she was flying away).
Aryll walked on, to the bridge connecting to the other side of the island, to her favorite spot to hang out and play. It might have been dangerous, but she never cared. Sometimes, she played with Dill and Joel just to keep the boredom away. Sometimes, she watched the pigs, their pets. Today, she wanted stay here. Watch the sea, the moving clouds, small boats passing by. Pretend she was flying over them. Pretend she was not home. Aryll was standing on the bridge. She felt tired. She did not really have enough sleep because she stayed outside to look for hiding crabs in the sand, but she insisted she wake up at her usual time. She lay on the wooden boards of the bridge and closed her eyes. She didn't realize that she never made it to her hangout place. Then again, she couldn't climb the ladder, being so tired.
A seagull flew towards Aryll and landed on her head. She was too tired to even notice the feet of the bird getting caught in her yellow blonde hair, and even more seagulls landing on her and pecking at her dress. Aryll had to open her eyes to find out why there was so much wind blowing against her, and because of a ghost feeling of her falling into the water. But instead, she saw that she was not on the bridge anymore. She gasped.
"Okay, okay, I'm awake now!"
She was being carried by seagulls, flying in the air. Aryll couldn't believe it. Being carried by birds in the air did not really trigger any uneasy feelings. Yes she does remember how scared she was when she was kidnapped by that giant bird a couple months ago, but that was the old Aryll— the Aryll that did not care for adventure, and always depended on her older brother and her grandma. She learned from Maggie that sometimes you have to fend for yourself. She was inspired by her stories and experiences, and so, now Aryll longed for life-changing events. And this, this was part one.
Aryll smiled and kept her chin up. Her body felt as if she were floating, and she probably was. The birds were headed to an island unknown to her. She pointed down, to the land, as if she were directing the seagulls, and a few moments later, they brought her down, landing her safely on her feet. The island looked deserted, but it looked nice for comfy living. Aryll felt tired again, as she realized she felt her eyes closing. She lay on the light-colored sand, which felt amazingly soft, and closed her eyes completely.
Aryll opened her eyes. She found that she was not on the deserted island anymore, nor the bridge of Outset. She was instead laying on the sand, facing Joel and Dill's house. Joel and his little brother Dill were there, kneeling in front of Aryll, wondering why she was so tired. She sighed and rolled her eyes.
"I guess I'll only be able to have adventures in my dreams."