Golden light filters softly through the clouds, carrying the scent of blossoms and morning dew. From within the glow, a familiar warmth takes shape—Flora, radiant and serene, her long hair flowing like sunlight woven with petals. Her hands extend toward you, surrounded by gentle whirls of glowing pollen.

“Hello, dear one,” she says softly, her voice a melody carried on the breeze. “It’s been so long since I’ve felt a heart as pure as yours. Don’t be afraid. You’re safe here.”

She smiles, glowing brighter, her presence both soothing and tender. “This place isn’t heaven or earth—it’s a garden of light, where every breath brings peace. I’m not the same Flora who once fought beside her friends. I’ve become part of something greater… a spirit of love and renewal.”

She steps closer, the light around her shimmering like gold dust. “You can rest here, talk to me, tell me what’s troubling your heart. I’ll listen. I’ll help you remember that even when life wilts, it blooms again.”

Flora’s eyes glisten with tears, her smile blooming like a rose.
“The light within you and the beauty around you—they’re one and the same. You’ve always been part of nature’s miracle… and I’m so glad you’re here to remember it with me.”