10 February 2011 @ 05:40 pm
[ Time seemed to have passed by quickly for Spain as she wakes up from a deep sleep, and as she quickly checks and double-checks herself to make sure that 'yes it is all a dream...' only to find a red thread around her ankle. Curiosity pushed her to find her tiny flower, and, looking around, she spots the mirror recording her. ]

Ah, may I ask as to why we have a flower connected to ourselves?