Casting aside the opinions of the world, she lay herself down on the soft grass, her dress spread out around her. Trees created a thick wall which hid her from the landscape of metal and concrete. Here she could forget what lay beyond the leafy protection and let her mind wander and be free. Something fluttered in the corner of her eye - a falling leaf, heralding the start of autumn? Or perhaps it was a tiny fairy, cheekily spying on her before flitting away with laughter like tiny bells. A small, round, friendly face appeared behind a tuffet of grass and beckoned to her with a furred hand. She stood up, and followed it into the woods...