The small snail slowly moved across the plant, leaving a trail of smile behind him. He had to be extremely careful, a neon orange snail wouldn't likely go undetected for long. He finally reached his destination and moved onto the underside of leaf, ready to sleep. He was awoken by the whole plant shaking and being pulled into the dark sky. Someone had picked the flower.
He quickly tried to escape, to make it onto another plant, or even the ground. Anything would be better than being carried away into the unknown darkness. Finally, he unattached himself from the plant, and he was falling, fast. He was surprised when he didn't feel himself land on the hard cold ground, but onto a soft plant.
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