“There is no life without one another, without the beetle and bird, without the leaf or cloud. We are all born with unique talents and passions to be a gift to the rest of creation, to become a wonderful addition to the whole.”
Her mind detached from her body and she floated into familiar unconscious darkness that both enthralled and terrified her. In the darkness she could find the respite that she really needed from the real world, even though there was something scary about the dark, yet also comforting.
Drifted and drifted until she heard music- or more precisely someone was playing piano. The unfamiliar room in which a grand structure was placed in the centre of the room permeated into her head and the world around her turned into bright white light.
"Zarya….Zarya…..Zarya,"
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