She was happy. She came back to Earth with feathers in her hair and the grandeur of the sky in her eyes. From then onwards, she became known as “The bird rider”.
Flying high over the Earth she saw the wonderful patchwork created by fields, and she realised how small the trees were, how small her house was and how close the clouds were. She became one with the bird.
Holding the reins of the bird felt symbolic, like being holding the reins of her life. The same way she could fly anywhere, she could do whatever she wanted and become whoever she wanted. He took distance from the floor and also from her worries. Besides…it was also so fun!
To convince the bird to take her, she had to climb the tree. The moment she lift her feet from the grass she already felt free and wilder. Maybe it was the breeze blowing slightly stronger thought her hair, or the expectation for the incoming adventure.