Medy looked in and saw. . a human-like tiny being in the big tree. The being was a metre tall. The thing was using the inside of the tree as a house without harming it. The “tree house” had a door a metre-and-a-half tall. Medy stepped closer to the tree and used her knuckle to knock. Knockitty knock knock. “Hello?”,asked a deep lady-ish voice. The tiny being opened the door and said,”Oh, a visitor! Come in, come in.” “How?”, asked Medy. The being winked and Medy shrank until she was as small as the being. “Ho, who are you? I’m Lanie, the angel in the tree.” “I-I’m Meredith. . .”, Medy stammered. Especially since the angel was so pretty. She had blue and pink hair which she put a flower petal fabric hat, and she wore a green leaf tunic with a woven grass belt. Her shoes were made from plastic. She had never felt so awed, so surprised, amazed, all those words and beyond. Lanie offered Medy a cherry tart with a cherry the size of a apple. Yes, Medy nodded. Meanwhile, Lanie was scribbling on a piece of paper made from peach-skin. “What’s that?”, asked Medy. “Oh, this?” Medy nodded “That’s a paper for the “Weekly Forest”. I basically do the fortune and advice column.” After they talked, ate tarts and chestnut milk, Medy heard the bell ring, and asked her angel to change her back(Medy said she will try to visit everyday, if Lanie was her angel, like a fairy godmother. They agreed upon that.) One day, when she went to the house, she found Lanie with a unhappy face, and when she found out, everything will change. .
To be continued about a few hours later. . . .