"You are a great champion. When you ran, the ground shook, the sky opened, and mere mortals parted. Parted the way to victory, where you'll meet me in the winner's circle, where I'll put a blanket of flowers on your back."
Ran away from others who ware trapped in her memories but drown herself in the end. If time is thought to be linear, we cannot turn our backs to the past or hide from it but to get drowned; or is it our single-dimensional thought that it is meant to be that way unconsciously