I closed my eyes and slowly vivid images appeared.
I saw the back of a girl running. She had long black hair that swayed side to side as she ran greeting and waving to people she passed by. She seemed to know them very well.
"Good morning uncle Ben." She waved to an old man who was just about to open his store.
"Good morning Nyx." He waved back and the girl continued running.
She stopped when she saw a woman trying to pluck some apples from a tree but had a hard time reaching.
"Good morning, Mrs. Pearl."
"Oh, good morning Nyx. Good, you are here. I would need your help to…"
Before she finished her sentence Nyx had already climbed the tree and was now throwing apples down into Mrs. Pearls basked.
"It's enough. Thank you dear." Mrs. Pearl smiled.
Nyx climbed down. "Of course. Anything to have a taste of your apple pie." She winked.
