Reincarnated As Disaster

The Woman and The Waterfall

“My tea is too cold. I need a new one.”

A woman took a cup of tea on the table. Even though the tea was too cold, she still blew it as if it were hot tea. Her lips sipped the tea slowly, eyes focused on the waterfall in front of her.

She sat on the balcony of a castle on a cliff. A gigantic waterfall was in front of her, standing proud like a knight. The waterfall was her only friend. They spent decades together.

She danced along with the rushing waterfall. The sound of the water became the music that flew through her moves. Her golden hair shone under the sunlight, followed her move here and there.

She would tell everything that she experienced to the waterfall. About how she was born into the world until the day she lost everything. No one could count how many times she was told that same story, maybe hundreds, maybe thousands. Even the waterfall didn't count it.

She smiled calmly after finishing her tea. No maids came to give her new tea or to add the cake which was almost gone.

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