She can hear the water streaming beside her ears. Where am I? She slightly opens up her eyes and sees a blurry blue. It should be the sky. It should be incredibly sunny. For even through water the sunlight pierces her eyes a little bit. She smells flowers. Rosemary, lily, violet, flower of all kinds but as she inhales the water comes to her nostrils. She cannot breathe. She is drowning. Suddenly all those memories come vivid: her father was killed by the love of her life and she went frenzy. She dressed herself up with flowers and ran to this small stream in the woods. She knelt down, saw her pale delicate face for the last time and sank into water. So that was what happened before her sanity got woken up. But she shall fall into the eternal sleep again.
(I was a bit disappointed that only Lilith picked up my allusion to Ophelia. But anyways.)
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