Conditional Reality

Dandelion Streetscape made temporary friendships with fleeting creatures and missed the sun. She held her breath for the duration of the journey up, which by her best estimate was close to ten million centuries. She always ate sparingly. Blackness surrounded her. The flesh of the planet pressed against her. Dandelion decided to fall asleep, but before she could she separated from the ground and emerged into the biosphere. The ground was cool and the grass was slightly damp. Dandelion crawled a few steps on her front lawn, folded her arms against her chest, and laid herself down against the grass.