Everything was dark yet bright at the same time. At first, she was in so much pain. She felt as if her insides re scorching her and being ripped out in the most painful way. As time went on the pain ebbed and now she couldn't feel anything. She was calm, but, sometimes, she would feel panic. She was forgetting something, but couldn't quite grasp what. She look around, but saw nothing, as usual. It was as if she were in some other dimension or plane. All she saw was the bright darkness surrounding her.
There were no trees. No animals. Nothing. For some reason, it didn't bother her. She didn't car, but then, every so often, she would hear a voice.
It was soft, smooth, and something else. Masculine? Soothing? It was a soft, deep timbre that seemed almost commanding her to listen and obey. It was pleading. She couldn't understand or comprehend what it was saying but she was aware that it was calling to her and commanding her to do something.
"I wonder how long I've been here. Wherever 'here' is." Her soft voice carried in the emptiness surrounding her.
"Woman, open your eyes. It has been three weeks. You must wake up." That oh so familiar voice responded as if he had heard her. Although she had heard the low rumble of that voice telling her what to do, she could not comprehend what it was saying. It was if they spoke two very different languages.
Suddenly, the world around her changed. It went from that strange expanse of nothingness to a field of flowers. The sun was shining. There were trees surrounding the new little glen and there was a small creek running through the right side of the meadow. The flowers were bright and blooming.
On the far side of the valley, she could see a figure sitting in the middle of a large patch wildflowers, weaving a crown from the blossoms. The young woman began walked toward that lone figure. As she approached, the seated girl looked up and smiled. Her magenta eyes were filled with hope and a certain playful glint. The two sat in silence for a short moment until finally the child spoke.
"Why are you here? What's your name?" The blue eyed woman jumped slightly at the soft bell-like voice of the child next to her. She looked at the little girl curiously before responding.
"I-I'm not really sure...I-I can't remember...I think it's...No, that doesn't seem right...Hmm..." After a long moment of contemplation the young woman responded confidently and rather excitedly, "Kagome! My name is Kagome!"
A worried expression soon softened into a look of relief.