Back at home.. she lay in bed, weeks of sleepless nights, the days like endless hours of fuzzyness.
she had seen the real world, and it had hit her so hard.. maybe.. it would be months untill she recovers. the time moved slowly..hissed like a snake,as heavy as a slug compared to the ant-weight of fast moving time,slithered in the murky depths of the lake like an eel.

She was not human.. a strange creature from the void nor angle nor devil.
more beautiful than any living creature, glowed like burning gold, her eyes emerald,skin soft and creamy like milk, her hair like a galaxy of marigolds, now she lay there in her cocoon- wounded her light fading-with every passing day she was growing weaker,paler...........
she, the most beautiful creature, last of her kind.. was going to die.....