Like a locked metal door that was forcefully slammed open, inexplicable visions barged into her mind. Relentless.

The First Vision. Two men, father and child, kneeling in front of an unfamiliar tombstone. A stalk of white lily, white carnation and strawberry cake. Each a unique meaning and significance. White lily symbolised restored innocence to the soul of the departed. White carnation represented untainted motherly love that cannot be shared. Strawberry cake, her favourite dessert she loved to bake and eat.

“How do I know that?” She thought to herself but there was no answer.

The Second Vision. A portrait of a beautiful, loving motherly figure. She felt deeply connected with her even though she had never seen her before. It was like a part of her was in this person.

It was at this very moment he could no longer hold back. The chocolate cake melted his heart from the inside out.

As swiftly as the visions surfaced, the black writings stopped appearing. Lakes of Sorrow materialised across the extensive white landscape.

Perfect circles. Varying sizes. Almost instantaneously, they expanded in an omnidirectional fashion in sync. As they enlarged their territories, the depth of the outer rings were at most knee-length deep. But the further you walked into the lake, the deeper it was. Capable of fully submerging a giant in its tracks.

Strangely though, the waters evaporated. At a tortoise pace. Slow. Consistent. Yet, unquestionably, it evaporated. No steam. No sign. No warning. All that was left were dried-up puddles.

She didn’t know why but as soon as she saw those lakes, she felt like crying.