Remixed Fanfiction: Reborn as Noelle

In the dreamlike Forest of Weavers, sunlight filters through the dense canopy, forming beams of light in the mist-like magic and illuminating a girl in white, sitting alone in thought on a bench. A slender white staff inlaid with pink magic stones leans against her. As the breeze stirs, the rustling leaves and the sounds of tiny creatures reach her ears. The girl sits there for a long time, as if time itself has stopped.

“Phew, once I’ve collected all of these, I can go home. I hope everything goes smoothly,” she says, then rises and leaves. Time begins to flow again, and so does the story.