Chapter 1: The Awakening

As Nideya lay shivering, her eyes still closed, she instinctively reached for her blanket. Realizing it was missing, she opened her eyes, trying to locate it. A gentle breeze, fragrant with roses, brushed her face, reminiscent of the previous day.

(Are you ready now?) The familiar whisper echoed in her mind. This memory, conjured by the sweet scent and the chill that enveloped her, stirred a feeling of confusion.

Nideya gradually awakened to the realization that she was lying in the "Grass?" Her gaze traveled upward, landing on "The Dancer," a statue she often visited for solace. This monument honored a renowned dance instructor who had developed a therapeutic dance style, aiding many troubled individuals. The park, with its serene pond, was a mere twenty-minute walk from her home but was close to her mother’s place.

“How did I end up here?” she wondered aloud, as the rose-scented breeze returned. “Is that…?” Nideya squinted, sensing the breeze beckoning her toward the pond.

(Yes,) the whisper responded, (follow this path.)

“Who are you?” Nideya inquired, her curiosity piqued.

(This way,) the whisper urged.

Feeling an unexpected sense of safety, Nideya decided to follow the voice. As she walked along the pond and down Town’s Creek Trail, a wave of comfort washed over her. Memories of her teenage years flooded back—she often walked this path after her discussions with The Dancer. Tears streamed down her cheeks, but her intrigue kept her oblivious to the cold. “I don’t recall this trail being this lengthy,” she mused. The soothing sound of running water reassured her of her location, but just as she settled into her thoughts, she suddenly tumbled off a cliff.

Chapter 2: The Realization

Nideya jolted awake, gasping for breath. Heart racing, she grabbed her pen and paper to jot down everything she could recall from her vivid dream. Remembering the dream’s significance, she added a reminder to revisit her notes later.

Despite struggling to concentrate on her tasks, she accomplished most of her daily goals. “That dream felt incredibly vivid,” she thought, shutting her laptop. Standing up from the kitchen table, she walked to the fridge for dinner, only to stop abruptly. “What’s this?” she gasped, noticing a flower lying by the side door. “The whisper?” she pondered, bending down to examine it. She had never identified the source of the whisper but recalled seeing similar flowers just before her fall. The vibrant colors were striking and unlike anything else found in her town. Placing the flower on the counter, she marveled at its beauty, yet confusion lingered.

(No) the Whisper responded.

“What’s going on?” Nideya felt her throat constrict.

(Don’t be afraid,) the whisper reassured her with a soothing energy.

Nideya relaxed slightly. “I just don’t get it. How did this flower appear here?”

(It wasn’t a dream,) the whisper clarified.

Intriguing, right? As you anticipate Part III, consider these journal prompts. If you missed it, here’s Part I: My quiet place for reflection and deep connection is located: Or if you don’t have one yet… I’m in the process of creating my personal sanctuary: I dedicate at least five minutes daily to connect with myself to:

The first video, "Nideya Herail," explores the themes of dreams and self-discovery, paralleling Nideya's journey through her subconscious.

In the second video, "PUBG Game Nideya Player Chalang," we see an adventurous spirit that resonates with Nideya's quest for understanding and courage.