But that faint dream didnt last long. When she touched the man's hand again the sky started to explode into million pieces of glass shard. In fear, she cried and finally woke up.

She was confused. Why am i here again? This illusion was confusing.

Looking around, all she could see was the never-ending street. But she discovered a boat. The orb disappeared.

"I guess that was just a troll..." She said to herself, and started exploring again.

She stepped down the stairs and sat on the boat. Magical spells happened. The river started to move, sounds of the water, chirping birds flew around.

The boat moves foward. With this the street seems to be more lively than it was used to be.

Another shard fled to her. She gently caught it and stares at it.

She saw herself in a beach. The child made a pretty sandcastle and smiled.
She smiled too. The castle was almost the child's size, and it was impressive.

She said to herself. These wont hurt me, as they bring me something great. But it lacks some depth in these shards.

It was hard to understand, where this is, and why these shards exist. They floated everywhere on this world, and it works like shards of memories.

It will work fine, she said to herself.
She discovered something strange. as she rides by the boat many shards started to appear in her view, and they would let her collect it. Bit by bit, she could harvest a basket of them.

She grinned. These are a lot! Collecting them gave her joy. The more it has, the more satisfied she gets.

"What will happen if i collect all of them? I will see!" she clapped happily, singing her way to keep on her journey.

After a while, she got lost again. No matter how far she goes, the street did not change, it was still the same street, never ending, and repetitive. irrelevant.

She sighed. She could dive into joy by collecting shards, but doing it all day does not make her satisfied for a second longer.

She took some shards and started putting them on top of the river. The shards touched the water and became fishes jumping around it. Some sharss became flowers, too. The petal started flying around the water, and once again the river was full of life.

Nothing could go wrong, right? The girl in white kept saying that to herself.