“I don’t want to go.” Ru hugged her. “I know, but you don’t have to worry about the modern age. The snowflake will tell you what you need to know.” Comet fidgeted. “So, it is all right that I am not looking forward to the human world?” “It is fine. Santa pulled you from your time when you were nearly an adult. You had every expectation of living your life as a human and milking cows, having babies and plowing fields. This was not a life you could have imagined.” Comet ran a hand through her hair. “How can the snowflake give me what I want when I don’t know what I want?” “Trust the magic. It will keep you safe and put you where you can be happy.” Comet stepped back and held out her hand, extending the envelope to Ru. “Here it is.” “Thank you. Here is the snowflake. Put it on you and think of what you want, what you really want.
