The ground was prickly as I walked bare footed along what seemed to be a forest. I found myself looking frantically around me. I could smell the moss and the streams somewhere in the distance.
The leaves were bright, sun shining through the tops of the trees. I smiled. I could hear everything. The animals around me, they're moving, hunting their prey, drinking from the river that flowed through the forest.
It's only a few meters ahead that I saw the first line of a stream. I followed it, taking careful steps. Somehow my feet don't hurt against the prickle.
I reached my destination within minutes, a small pond surrounded by streams. I crouched down, running my fingers in the cool water. Looking down at my reflection, I saw I was in all white. My hair in a long beautiful braid that fell down around one of my shoulders. White roses and daisies, all entwined in the crevasses of my braid. It was red. A bright, beautiful red.
