MARINA of reality -
When she woke up, all she could see was the color white. The ceiling, the bed sheets and her own dress were all white. A blinding light drifted from an open window along with a calming breeze that made her squint her eyes.
Slowly, she sat up. She looked around—mesmerized.
"Where am I?" she said out loud.
Her head was in a blur. Her whole body feeling a little light and big numb. She couldn't remember anything.
All she could utter was that name—Marina.
There was also a dream. It was of a blue haired and blue eyed maiden that looked at her as if she could see her very soul. As if this unknown girl knew the things she didn't.
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[ FINISHING THE STORY - blue ]