She

She wandered. Wandered far away from her home… 

She strolled. Strolled further and further with each step, with each passing minute…

She glowed. Glowed with the burning golden aura of her compelling curse…

She pondered. Pondered about the world she was leaving behind…

She dreamt. Dreamt of the life she would’ve had with enough time…

She felt. Felt the grass, the earth, the flowers beneath her for one last time…

She cried. Cried to let out the frustration that enveloped her now feeble self…

She lost. Lost herself in her own mind, sheltered in that safety, warming to the comfort of a clear mind for one last moment…

She fell. Fell on her knees in agony, light exploding from inside her…

She burned. Burned, until her physical being was just ashes, dull against the psychedelic spectrum of the colours of nature…

She let go… freeing herself once and for all…