gradually, she arises, from her thoughts and takes a step back from the springs. she had already set her mind on continuing the journey, had she not? she began turning away. yet, why does her soul still hesitate?

a fragment of time lingers; suffices eternity, dries a hollow well. she places one foot ahead of the other, deeply aware that just this single step is enough to separate her and this enchanted place. she takes a firm breath and closes her eyes...

right before the final drop of dew from the leaf of eternity trickles down, falling into the springs, a ripple had surfaced admist the calm waters.