Selma Payne's POV:
What I saw was a boundless field. The short wild grass was half-dead and gently dancing in the breeze. Blue light spots were dancing between the grass and leaves as if they were unrestrained but also trapped.
I sat up from the shallow stream and found myself naked. Being free from the shackles of needle and thread was such a happy thing. It made one so excited that they wanted to run and sing loudly.
The clear and shallow stream of water washed over my ankles. It wasn't clear and revealed a faint red, like diluted blood, emitting a sweet fragrance.
I cupped the stream water and took a sip.
A refreshing feeling swept through my entire body, and an indescribable sense of comfort made me roll around in the stream.
I could sense that my condition was abnormal, but I wasn't worried. The vigilance I was proud of had dissolved silently with the stream, leaving only my primitive nature in pursuit of freedom and happiness.
