Unaware of the words exchanged between her father and grandfather just a short distance away from her, Sylvia closed her chamber doors and strolled outside to the garden.
Her mind was still and empty. She walked over to the small pond with lotus flowers.
She leaned forward and lifted her hand to touch one of the flowers. Almost instantly, a wave of energy coursed through her body, nourishing her.
Sylvia looked at the flower in puzzlement and could only smile bitterly. All this time she had thought that this meant something, but apparently, it did not.
She laid back on the freshly cut grass staring at the wide open sky, her mind still empty and frozen.
Enveloped in the warm energy floating from the lotuses, Sylvia drifted off, falling asleep.
The morning gentle sunlight turned into the fiery scorching mid day sun and she still continued sleeping peacefully.
