“Come little children…

I’ll take thee away…

Into a land of enchantment…”

Aubree sung feebly, her voice carrying with the breeze.

“Come little children…

The time’s come to play…

Here in my garden of shadows…”

She danced swiftly and softly, her toes touching the ground with ease as she took a long, deep breath.

“Follow sweet children…

I’ll show thee the way…

Through all the pain and the sorrows…”

A young girl came out from behind a group of trees, her head tilted in curiosity. Another little girl came behind her.

Soon, the meadow was filled with children, laughing and smiling as Aubree danced softly in the wind…