Red spider lilies
The radiance of the platinum full moon bathed the flower field, the gentle breeze from the large still lake whistling past the flowers, swaying them to its mild tune.
Bel, who was unconscious in the real world but extremely lively in her mind's world, lay comfortably on the flower field, her red eyes reflecting the full moon above her. "How long do I need to be here?" she inquired, seemingly talking to herself as there seemed to be no one present.
"Not long, two more days or less, I think," a voice sounded in her ears, its origin unknown.
"I told you to stop doing that. We are here... my... mind's space... or is it mind's world? Well, whatever it is, we are here and you don't need to talk in my head. It's really unsettling," Bel grumbled.
"Just teasing you," the voice sounded again, this time echoing from the outside, its origin a golden silhouette with the physique of a woman.