The song started up again, and Mara let her eyes fall open. The lights had dimmed down
now, and were still spiraling, but there was now something solid at the center of the spirals.
Mara lost all sense of time and herself as the song permeated everything. She watched as the
light kept moving, forming large hot balls that began separating. Two big spun in place, and
several of the smaller ones began swirling around the two large ones in the center. The
smaller lights kept growing darker and duller, and some of them began to take on colors.
There was a red one, an orange, two blues, two greens, a blue-green one, and five grey ones
as will. The large lights in the center remained brilliant, but one became a dark yellow and
one a yellow-orange. Mara found it painful to look at them, but the scene was familiar
somehow. She felt like she should know what she was looking at, but her eyes slid shut
before she could think of it, and Mara slipped into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Sunshine beamed down on a yellow-green grassy field whose tips jigged in a small,
constant, warm wind. A far off, buzzing hummed in the air, and the shadows of clouds and
flying creatures created patchworks on the ground below. Mara lay on her side curled
in a little ball in the midst of a bare, pebbly patch of ground. A small, chirping insect crawled on her face, twitched its legs, and jumped off as a groan escaped her body. The young
woman slept peacefully on, unaware of the wild surroundings she found herself in.