#whatwasmynameagain

What a beautiful day! And what better way to spend the day by sitting on this convenient cliff that came out of nowhere. The sun was shining down just right to keep Misty warm, perhaps too hot if it weren't for the breeze that blew by every so often. The grass was green and soft, allowing flowers to flourish all about. Conditions were just right to kick back and relax. The best part was, there were no pests around to bug her.

Even down below, there was no one, nothing. Nothing other than the ground, of course. There was a trail that ran between rows of trees between each side, and Misty was more than pleased about that. When she wanted to get down to head home, she wouldn't have to go through any forests. Speaking of home, she really had no clue how to get there from here. Where the heck was she?

She couldn't recall how or when she got up here, but with a setting this perfect, there was no need questioning it. It was time for some well deserved R&R.

In this state of ease, she began to swing her feet while she sat on the very edge of the cliff. Her heels constantly hit the side, which consisted of hard dirt and rocks. No matter how many times her feet bounced off of it, they didn't have any sort of pain or soreness. It was a bit bizarre, but Misty only took it as a sign that she was too tough to feel the pain.

She then realized that she really couldn't feel anything thing at all. At first, she thought the wind was what prevented her from getting hot. However, she hardly even felt the breeze brush past her skin.