Lotus Fields

"Wha-where am I?" the little boy stammered as he woke up. A sweet scent tickled his nose, of roses and spring and fresh rain, and as he looked around he saw beautiful flowers of red and blue and yellow and violet as far as the eye could see. And then his senses latched onto a deep, dark smell of toffee. He turned around to find a small patch of flowers, the likes of which he did not recognize. He bent down, nearly falling backwards as the smell overwhelmed him. Greed and desire swept over his mind as fast as the scent and without thinking the boy snatched one of the petals and ate it. Never had he tasted anything so delicious. He went to reach for another, but his eyelids drooped, and in a moment he fell into a deep sleep, all his memories erased.