“Rosamund,” a soft, sweet, alluring voice called out to her. She felt the freshness of an open sky with the sound of a slow river nearby. It was an endless place, with no earth behind her feet. Instead of a steady ground, she felt the softness of water that made ripples with every step she took. Rosamund slowly opened her eyes to the breathless scene in front of her. There was an endless sky, so clear and bright with clouds that were fluffy whites. The ground was indeed just limitless water that reflected the sky to perfection. There was no spec of any other color aside from blue and white. It smelled of fresh rain and crisp air and she unintentionally inhaled deeply. She could feel her lungs expand to accommodate the freshness. It almost made her feel like she had never taken a breath bef
