Lyra dreamed of water. They were snakes, clear as a river in the mountain. First they were tiny, like ribbons twining around her legs, then they got bigger and fatter and they become a swirling lake that covered the floor. They rose, twising around her, submerging her little by little. She knew she had to get away but found that she'd forgotten how to move. The water rose to her nose and she realised she couldn't breath. It rose to her eyes and as she closed them, she realised she couldn't see. But her ears were open, and the water was singing.   

When Lyra opened her eyes again, she was dry. Mostly. She coughed, and found it was easier to breathe than expected. Her dreams were already running away from her, which, surprisingly herself, she was disappointed with. The song that the water was singing was lovely, even in a near-death sort of way, and there wouldn't be any chance of hearing it again. Humming what little traces of it she could retain, she pulled herself up to a sitting position on the bed.

She was in a hospital.. no, an infirmary. [i]What happened last night?[/i] Water. Snakes. Popsicle. [i]ShiZhen![/i] No, she's probably okay. The bed next to her was worn. She might have woken up earlier and left. Lyra's eyes were drawn to the paper on the table. A notice. Classes will start at midday. [i]What classes?[/i] It took her mind a while to bridge her memories together.

[i]Oh, right.[/i] The elemental academy. Elementals. Flying women. Exploding fountain. River is a giant snake. That two teachers on the tree... [i]Interesting.[/i]

After she finally sorted everything in her mind (she wouldn't count on it lasting, though), she talked to the nurse and left the clinic, still humming the song her sleeping mind had made up. It would still be a while before the first class at midday, so what should she do? Go back to her room and unpack? Pick up her horn? Her violin? Take a walk around- oh hey! Isn't that the light-painter boy, down the corridor?

Lyra thought of saying hello, but then she had to stop when a headache was crawling up to her head. Last night was still taking its toll.

[@Regitnui]