In an Absent Dream

There is a choice here, hanging like smoke in the autumn air. She can cry for the friends she doesn't have, mourn for the games she isn't playing, or she can let them go. She can be the kind of girl who doesn't need anyone else to keep her happy, the kind of girl who smiles at adults and keeps her own company. She can be content.

A magical tale about what is fair and how cruelly unfair the world is... this world that always expects us to be something more than we are, someone that we are not.