It was warm. She could feel heat. Heat? Under water? That was impossible. Unless…she died and went to hell?!
Nyssa's body stirred. She tried to open her eyes, but it just seemed difficult to. What had happened?
She moved her fingers. She could move. Did that mean she was still alive? Or it was just her soul.
Then, she felt a warm breeze. It brought a gentle, steady warmth that seeped into her skin like sunlight.
It spread slowly, thawing the cold that had wrapped itself around her bones when the river swallowed her.
If she was in hell, then she should hear screams. But…it kind of felt tranquil. Maybe, she was in Heaven? Maybe the river spirits guided her here.
She did not try to open her eyes again. She was afraid to. What if she saw something disastrous? But what was she even expecting to see?
