How do I feel? Full of emotions, says Diana, standing in the rivers. What happened to your voice? It’s speaking somewhere else for now, where I used to be. Diana peers into her reflections. I told you I loved you every day. I need to be loved too.
I blinked—all was black for a moment—and then I faced my element. Ether was a strange, subtle air, wreathed with mists and great purple trails, not unlike my breath, my dress, my thoughts. It was my everything…
There I nourished myself.