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My First Meeting with Helloa

  • Jul 23
  • 2 min read

A Most Unusual Encounter



Helloa
A memory of Helloa

The very first time I arrived in Arcadia, I remember coming face to face with Helloa. I felt as though I had just stepped out of a dream… or perhaps I was still dreaming. The night before, I had gone to bed exhausted after a long day, only to wake up beneath a Stamp Tree, with Helloa leaning over me, trying to find out if I was alright.

A close encounter of the third kind!

An envelope... a woman... a postwoman... who could talk!

There was no doubt about it, I was at the heart of a dream that had led me to this incredible encounter.


Helloa talked, and talked, and talked.

Words came out of her mouth like books tell stories.

Somewhere among all her explanations, I eventually understood that she came from Arcadia, where she was the village postwoman. She travelled between different worlds, delivering letters to everyone who delivering her letters to everyone who continued to keep its magic alive.

While she was telling me all this, however, my eyes kept drifting back to the tree beneath which I had awakened.


L'apparition magique du timbre
A Magical Appearance

A Stamp Tree… It was the first one I had ever seen, and I thought it was beautiful. From a distance, it looked like any ordinary tree, with its lush green leaves. But up close, every leaf was shaped like a postage stamp. The most surprising thing happened when they fell. They took on a special colour and, as if by magic, an illustration slowly began to appear.




As time went by, I got to know Helloa better, and today I can honestly say that I have never met anyone as cheerful or as kind-hearted as she is. She is like the very first ray of sunshine at the start of a new day.


With one exception, perhaps… Pop!

But that's another story...



 
 
 

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