
The sound of a gently flowing creek was her anchor, and she focused calmly on the sound as the rest of her senses returned. She felt wet dew and prickly grass on her skin, and the cold earth beneath her.
The air was crisp and fresh, and the smell awoke a primal feeling within Lushia. She opened her clear blue eyes to gaze upon a thousand stars draped in whispy scarves of violet and sapphire.
She coaxed herself up gently, vividly aware of her breath and the softness of her body. Propping herself up with her hands behind her, feeling the grass between her fingers, she marveled at the feeling of preciousness and clarity. This was where she wanted to be.
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