As she remained beneath the cascade of the ages, she had lost track of how long she had been here, and her clothes had been washed away by the water of time.
She persistently attempted to break free from the waterfall's grasp, but with each ascent, she found herself washed further downward.
Yet, she refused to surrender, persistently trying as countless years slipped by.
Finally, today arrived. She fished a paper effigy out of the water, gazing upon it in astonishment. A hint of surprise colored her face, which had remained untouched by the tides of time for so long.
"A paper effigy crafted from the Tree of Life? Has someone arrived?"
She glanced upward where the waterfall's water descended without end, "Even if someone did arrive, they probably vanish instantly upon entering the water."
She shook her head, ready to continue her ascent, because she had been engaged in this very pursuit for countless years.