(First person pov)
'Hmm...?' My consciousness comes back to me. Like it was frozen and just reheated just for this moment.
'I feel dizzy...Ugh... I want to womit.' I thought to myself as I tried to stabilize my mindset.
'Why do I feel so dizzy?... Is this how hangovers feel?' Well, I wouldn't know because in my entire life I wasn't a heavy drinker.
As I tried to Calm down and look around where I was. A strong wind flew suddenly flew past me giving me a refreshing feeling as some kind of magical spell was cast to make me feel better. And with me feeling better it was time to know and understand my surroundings first.
As I was finally able to concentrate and look around, it didn't take much for me to freeze once again, but this time not because of dizziness and sickness but from the mesmerizing view that was right in front of me.
There I was l lying on a stone walkway that felt smooth but that's not what was important anyway in my current situation It was the sky that took all of my concentration. It was a beautiful and endless cosmos that greeted me with only a glass-like barrier separating us.
And once again when I took my head out of a gutter, I thought to myself:
'Calm down It's not the time to freeze up. I need to think straight.'
*DEEP BREATH IN*
*DEEP BREATH OUT*
'OK! now I can think straighter.'
"Hmmm...."
'Well looking at the stone pathway that only leads forwards, I have no other option but to follow it now do I? BUT! That's just plain stupid!'
*SIGH...*
'I need a weapon there is a high possibility that I got kidnaped, but I'm not so sure that I will get anything useful in a garden like this... Wait for a second... Those flowers look suspicious... They look like... Gems... Wait WHAT!?'
Once I got closer... They truly were gems, and not only that but they looked like real gem flowers that could be grown
'But that's imposible!'
'Maybe... Just maybe... I will be able to use those flower gems as a sharp tool that could be hidden and thrown just in case... It's a stupid plan even for a desperate... You know what YOLO!'
After I was ready I reached my hand towards a flower that looked like a rose and daisy hybrid. I put my hand just over the flower stem I was ready to put an incredible amount of force toward the stumb... But it wasn't needed because once I lightly put my fingers around it... It fell...
'Eh?... That's it?... Wait let's calm down maybe the stem was weak maybe the petals are stronger?... Nope, they are also immensely fragile.'
As I looked towards the flower that was becoming dust just by light force I got an idea.
'Maybe I could use the flower/gem dust as a distraction if blown towards the eyes! Damm I'm smart.'
*10-minute time skip*
acquired:
+9 Gem/flower dust
+(Dusty/Dirty Hands)
'Ok I'm ready to hit and run at least if the need arises'
I started following the walkway. At first, I was on high alert because who knows what could happen to me at any moment's notice. But later I forgot all of that stuff because of the beautiful scenery that I witnessed during my walk. It was as if the cosmos made the flowers more beautiful and of course vice versa. I felt that I would be at peace if I suddenly died...
'Eh?... Why did I think of that so suddenly!!??'
Once concentrated on the garden once again I understood that the scenery I have witnessed earlier somehow made me feel at ease. Like at the door of a peaceful death. I don't know maybe I'm just overreacting but that feeling still hasn't disappeared. As if it will always be stuck in the back of my head as long as I'll be in the garden.
Once again I continued my uneasy journey throughout the garden, but this time with more uneasy and heavier steps compared to when I started walking throughout the garden.
just a minute later I suddenly started seeing a path going up a small hill that was decorated with beautiful green bushes with some green flowers inside of them (once again gems). After hiking a bit I saw a green bush archway, and after passing through it, I saw a white medieval tea table filled with snacks and two cups of tea filled with delicious looking black tee. And of course, two equally white sofas were present and on one of them, there was a kid sitting who looked 8 or 9 years old. He wore grey shorts which weren't longer than his knees with an equally grey sweater.
Once the kid saw him, all he did was smile and said:
"Hello, Mr. Edward my name is TIC. Why don't you take a seat and let's talk."