¶ Growth
Then, she stood up abruptly, carrying the empty water buckets back to where they belong. In her comfy blue boots, she ran through the bushes after bushes all over again.
Ai is now aware that, bush after bush, the greening grass from all sides are growing day and night, realizing themselves into the wildest imaginations.
Bush after bush, she realizes herself into her biggest imagination.
Bush after bush, she believes.
The moon somehow shone brighter.
Ai is ready.
