The ground was prickly as I walk bare foot along the ground of what looked to a forest
I find 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 smile. I can hear everything. The animals around me, they're moving, hunting their pray, drinking from the river that flows through the forest. It's only a few meters ahead that I see the first line of a stream. I follow it, taking careful steps. Somehow my feet don't hurt against the prickle.
I reach my destination within minutes, a small pond surrounded by streams. I crouch down, running my fingers in the cool water. Looking down at my reflection, I seen I was in all white. My hair in a long beautiful braid that fell
