Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 2020complete | Page 307

Lisa was eating breakfast at home when she suddenly saw something that made her choke. Out of
nowhere, the magical words appeared again:
Follow
Me
To
What
You
Seek...
The floating words flew around this time. Lisa followed them to her mailbox, and there she found
a letter…..
The cool spring breeze whipped Lisa’s hair around, flying into her face. I’m a real designer now.
She thought. She stared out at the emerald leaves on the towering trees, thinking. Lost in another world, she
listened to the soft pitter-patter of rain falling into the lake, the cheerful chirping of the birds, the rustling of
leaves in the breeze…
In Lisa’s room, a bright blue light flashed. In the blink of an eye, the mapestry was gone.
In another, faraway world, something big and white flew into another dreamer’s face.