I bend down picking up the freshly orange and red roses my fingers lightly brushing over the thorns, but they don't cut through my soft skin. I put them in my basket, I had been distant ever since I came into the cauldron. I couldn't stop thinking I could hear heartbeats and I could hear the ocean it all felt so weird... I felt trapped. I push my feelings down once again looking around the garden

"what happened to the lilies" I mumble to myself