(Author's Note: Written for Adultfiction 's Creative Writing prompt, Spring.
A drabble, exactly 100 words)

Julia was in a garden. Purple petunias, pink impatiens, orange marigolds, sweet Williams and tiny violets, filled the flower beds in neat rows. Butterflies dotted the air. A delicate perfume wafted from a bed of white roses, tickling her nose as she strolled along the grassy path. Gentle sunlight warmed her back as she wandered through the garden.

Springtime. Everything was so beautiful at this time of the year. Peaceful.

She smiled in her sleep and snuggled further under the white quilt.

The machine attached to her head hummed almost inaudibly, a green light glowing faintly on the monitor alongside.