Snippet #1803089

"Hmm, lesse, lesse",Dorothy, or as she preferred, Dorthea murmured as she walked down the imaginary rode, her sparkling red shoes clicking slightly against the marigold yellow bricks. A sound that only she heard. Currently she was rifling through her mailbag, trying to figure out which house she was coming across next. It was a bit hard for her to remember sometimes due to her disorder and constant use of poppies. Glancing up slightly, she couldn't help stopping in front of house that she had seen many times before but never delivered to. Her attention soon shifted to the sight of a young girl sleeping on the lawn, snuggled up with two cats. Toto let out a low growl, a slight amount of drool dripping from his large fangs. "Heel Toto",she said softly, causing the dog to pull back slightly, his ears and posture relaxing. After a minute or so more of going through her bag, she pulled out a letter concealed in a bright blue envelope. "Must be new" She found this exciting since she loved meeting new people, in fact she met them everyday. This was due to her constant bouts of amnesia that she was quite frankly unaware of.

Slowly, she stepped off of the familiar brick path, her feet hitting the cool grass of the yard. Instantly she felt woozy, the road calling her to get back on, to complete her never ending quest. She approached the girl, letter in hand and debating whether she should wake her or not. "

"Why don't you you wake her by shoving the letter down her throat and scalping her pretty little head?"

She turned her head quickly,looking for someone, anyone who could have possibly said that. It was a whisper, something that one would say quietly into a strangers ear before running off." Strange",she mumbled, tapping her chin lightly with the end of her finger."Oh well" With a shrug, she gently lay the letter on the girl's chest before walking back onto her path. She felt instantly relieved, like a great pressure was lifted off her shoulders. "C'mon Toto, lets continue! Yosh! " She pumped her fist in the air slightly before walking back down the path, the mastiff practically glued to her side and growling at everyone except her.