Right beside of the place of her slumber I found an Dianthus. A flower with really violent meaning. Horror like. It is told that Artemis tore out shepperd eyes when he frightened her quarry by playing an instrument. This is actually how I found her. Half naked in the stone cold water covered by fallen leaves. When I came closer I couldn't look into her eyes. Cause there were only holes. Tunnels to her soul. That scary stiffen face is haunting me in my dreams. Oh sorry, this is a dream and her face is haunting me when I am awake. I Grabbed her leg and started to drag her out of the stream bed. I havent realized yet that the woman I loved the most was maybe raped and suffered from violence commited with some sort of shit occult symbolism. And dead indeed. I was angry. I was lost. I was possesed with idea of finding that motherfucker and do to him what he did to her. I lined up the body. Gave her a kiss and started to walk in between the trees holding the white dianthus.