She stood their looking at them through her teary eyes, they had no remorse, no empathy and no sorrow. They stretched her hand out and nailed them to the crucifix and then tied her feet. She let out her last cry and then she hung emotionless, eyes still teary. They took out a blade and slit her wrists ever so lightly, so she bled slowly, her blood came out inch by inch. She could feel the pain at her wrists but now was just numb, her mind was empty and thoughtless.
For the first time in her life she saw everything clearly, she was about die any moment but this moment was the best moment of her life. She saw everyone's souls and no one had their masks on anymore.
Before she knew it, her eyes started shutting and now all she could see was a strange white light. The light took her by her hand and floated her away into the sky. She could see them now, slowly stacking bales of hay around her body. They lit what was once her body but the soul was so far away that even the heat of the fire couldn't touch her...
She was now free and she did exactly what she wanted to do. She put on her ghungroos and danced to the tunes of nature and filled the hearts of millions of souls with joy. The nautch girl was alive again and all the world was now her stage. She wore the sky on her body and raindrops on her feet, the moon was her tiara and nature was her audience, her music and her love...