You approach the apple tree in the corner of the courtyard that now formed the property surrounding the house. You fully intend to take on the hedge maze once you've regained your strength.
Several apples were within reach thanks to your platforms. You easily pick one off and sniff it. It seems like an ordinary apple. You rub it on your arm warmer and bite into it. It's delicious to your starved taste buds and you proceed to wolf it down. You pluck another apple and eat that one as well. You chuck the apple cores over the hedge maze wall and sit on a marble bench to allow your stomach to digest its first meal in a day. You close your eyes and tilt your head up at the sun, a smile coming to your face. It feels warm and comforting. At least in a place as bizarre as this, there was still a sun.
You sit and listen to the birds and the gentle wind for a while. Finally, the marble is too hard for your butt to tolerate and you stand up. A strong gust of wind kicks up your skirt and your hair. Once again you feel a rush through your slit and gasp at the sensation. As a flurry of black hair is flying around you, your hand slowly reaches under the skirt to act upon the tingling you're now feeling down there.