I think the interjected lines are from the dragonfly's perspective. The trees bending suggests a powerful wind coming through, but the sound of millstones getting louder could be either a storm or a herd of hoofed animals. Either would leave the smell of flowers behind because they open up to the sun after being watered, or their aroma is spread by being trampled out of them.
I think the interjected lines are from the dragonfly's perspective. The trees bending suggests a powerful wind coming through, but the sound of millstones getting louder could be either a storm or a herd of hoofed animals. Either would leave the smell of flowers behind because they open up to the sun after being watered, or their aroma is spread by being trampled out of them.