Her nightmare, her punishment

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Ophelia was finding it difficult to adjust to her nightmares. She preferred being on the battlefield, where there was blood all around, bodies that were broken and bleeding, war screams, and the smell of perspiration and blood. It was respectable to die in war.

She woke up in the middle of nowhere, her naked feet kissed by the cold snow, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she realized that this was only the beginning of her nightmare. 

Nothing except a wide country of snow could be seen when looking at her right side, and the same was true of her left.

"Where am I?" Ophelia felt her body shiver and wrapped her arms tightly over herself as she felt the brisk snow swooshing around her.

She heard a peculiar snap beneath the earth she was standing on, followed by the hasty ruffling of the snow.