Precious Gift

Lila opened her eyes in the middle of a meadow. The sound of running stream and chirping birds was prominent in the air. She couldn't recall the last time she felt such serenity and peace around.

Despite the fear of the unknown, her feet carried her forward in search of the stream. It didn't take her long before she came across the stream. Her breath hitched at the scenery before her.

The water in the stream was so clear that she could see the bottom. Around the stream, the fragrance of wild flowers sorrounding it freshened the air. Their beauty took her breath away.

She felt a sense of nostalgia attack her as she moved closer until she was a step away from the stream. Lila sat down on a nearby rock, lifted her skirt and deepes her legs into the stream.

"Ethereal, right?" A familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded from behind her. She turned her head and her breath hitched in awe.