Deception Haunts Perfection

⁂ ✧ "the story" ✧ ⁂

Floris couldn't remember a single memory about herself recently. She knew her name, yes, yet that was at the bottom of her limitations to wherever the line was now drawn. She felt strangely safe at whatever location she seemed to be at, she was too stunned to open her eyes. She felt a cold, liquidy sensation around her from the hips down that made all the hairs on her body stand from suspense. To her own guess it was hopefully water; yet time may only tell it's tale once she opens her eyes.

Fear started slipping away as the courage grew, and her eyes awoken. The sights she now saw were atypical, to say the least, but so harmless and so incredible that she couldn't help but gasp and have a double take, blinking rapidly to the point where she was sure she wasn't hallucinating.

Straws. Normal straws, silly straws, all different variations, colors and patterns, yet all having one trait in common; they were enormous. Each individual straw stood up on its own, dug roughly into the ground, free from tilting or swimming away inside the shallow waters. Floris guessed correctly about the liquid substance. She was standing inside an ocean. And inside the ocean around her were multicolored tiny umbrellas, some floating in mid air desperate to reach the ground, and others already landing their flight. She felt nostalgic in these waters and a familiar presence showered around her, but she couldn't quite put her finger on where she was. She did know one thing for sure, however, the straws and flying miniature umbrellas were never there before in the past.

Until now.

Floris twirled her body around to find any type of land in the distance, but as a result only seeing one mountain from behind her. Although, something was peculiar about this mountain; it was a dark tan color and nothing more. It gave off a deranged vibe as if it was haunted, and soon she started to realize that even the water appeared to be that same exact tan color as well, just only the water that was at estimatingly 20 feet away from her. As she beams upwards towards the sky, she beholds that all the rest of this world was the middle of the night with even the full moon glowing out, even though all around her alone was pure day. Floris always had been the overly curious type (the expression "curiosity killed the cat" had no effect on her), but on the other hand also the overly wimpy type engraved together. Completely dodging all of her restrictions, Floris walked inside the water to venture off to see what was the matter with the dark tan colored water sorted in front of her. As she walked, she was amazed with the outcome. As she got closer and closer to the water, the tan was all dissolving into a vibrant blue, just the same purifying color as the water she opened her eyes inside. Even the previously night sky above her was now fading into the bright blue skies of daytime, and the daylight began illuminating brighter and more lively; even the seaweed tangled in her toes was no longer tan now and perfectly green. As she kept journeying along, everything she was in a certain radius from became alive again.

She was giving not only color- but life to all of the empty surroundings.

She didn't know what to think. She didn't know if she could believe anything with her own eyes ever again.

And soon enough, her own ears, too.

Floris heard the faint sound of splashing and waves crashing in the distance behind her. She was startled but nonetheless still at ease, having the feeling of reassurance down inside of her knowing that everything was going to be okay. Whether it was the straws or her rationality talking, she knew once again that she'd have to open her eyes to new experiences. She couldn't hide in fear of whatever coming closer to her being sinister; she'd have to find out for herself.

So Floris tilted her teensy little head around, in awe of her amusing sight.

A gorgeous looking woman sparked her attention, standing out clearly as she was splashing out from the dark tan around her that she appeared from. The woman's dress shined brighter than the stars in the sky themselves; the golden stripes glowing sharply against the base color red, making an effortless plus flawless appearance at her unbelievable beauty. She also wore a small golden necklace and earring, matching her dress identically. Her light brown, medium length hair flowed lusciously in the wind, as if she's a queen walking down the enchanted isles of her very own kingdom. Floris was speechless at her breathtaking structure, admiring every inch of the females skin, almost making her ignore the equally as mystifying surroundings.