The Dream, The Reality, The Soul (Alternate closing)

It didn't feel like water but she was pretty sure of the presence of water. She let her legs down towards the sand in order to investigate. It was of meager importance though but she felt so uneasy that she had to know. The water still troubled her since she felt nothing but vacuum. This was the least of her troubles anyway because she remembered nothing before the previous day. It was all blurry and all she knew was that she was  somewhere near the countryside and she knew her name. It felt like a bloody hangover but this one was worse, really bad and the water mystery exacerbated her existing plight. After an ample amount of time and energy she fainted. "All was a dream then", she thought to herself before opening her eyes. As she lay still she thought about her day's plan. "Nothing defining at the moment", she murmured. "But I can't have nothing for this weekend as well, I got to do something", she gasped. She opened her eyes, the sun blinded her for an instant and she could see the horizon. She could hear the waves but no water, just sand and sand everywhere. Her disbelief and dismay accumulated to a high shrill which became nearly feeble.."I am still dreaming", thinking she closed her eyes and opened it. Still the same golden hue everywhere.The beguiled girl got up and started walking towards nowhere. She didn't want to cry, she was a girl with lots of courage and sense. 

The never ending stroll across the disconsolate landscape started for her and all she could think was the random thoughts in her head which didn't make any sense. The thin line between reality and unrealism has vapourized to the extent of the dichotomy being unobtrusive.

Her silky hair vigorously swayed along the strong winds and there was something about these winds. It felt fresh and rejuvenating more than any cold breeze that she has ever felt. The sun took mercy and stayed behind, the temperature dropping drastically.

She reached the edge of the land which was home to her for as long as she could remember and there the splendid sight of nothing 

instilled an ecstatic emotion within her, the inexplicable feeling of exuberance. 

She dived into the cold, feeling content and emotionally stable. For the first time understanding the true sense of happiness and as she plummeted towards nothing, she could feel life. Life the way its supposed to be and how it is understood, how life is.

She lived forever as one truly dies only if one intents to not live. The soul lives forever for its nothing.