Silly Wilma, what have you done? How did you spend the night? Why are you lying asleep by a shore?

You've just come from a party, right? I can tell by your outfit, it's spectacular! You must have been the queen of the night, but now you're here in that black ball gown. Get up, your feet and the hem are getting all wet! The beautiful dress!

Ah, now... Wilma is waking up. She's moving! She stretches and wriggles! Wilma, do you not regret anything at all? How can you just let yourself go like this?

What is she doing now? The water doesn't bother her at all! On the contrary, Wilma is playing with her high heels in the muddy water. She touches the shells, places them on her skin, and even deliberately dips the hem of her dress into the small waves...

Wilma, what are you doing? Are you actually going into the water in that heavy, opulent princess dress? With the heels? You're freezing, I can clearly see your goosebumps and how you're shivering! But I think I'm starting to understand... you want to sober up, right? You feel miserable because you slept here on the branches and partied too hard last night...

That's why you're swinging your skirt around now. To warm yourself up? Or so the many little drops of water randomly land on your skin and you don't have to force yourself anymore? But Wilma, you're so excited! Calm down, better walk a little further into the water, it'll soon be warm.

See, that's good, keep walking a bit further... further and further. But what's happening now? Are you lying down in the water? Are you floating on the surface? That looks eerie, the dress is soaking wet and must be heavy. Isn't it pulling you down?

Oh dear, Wilma, only you would do something like this... Now you're just taking off the dress and letting it sink carelessly... Maybe that's for the best. And now, now you're swimming a bit, over there--to a dead tree in the water... are you actually diving under? Among the branches? Wilma, you're crazy!

But you seem to be enjoying it, I can see how cheekily you're smiling! Wilma, Wilma... silly Wilma... nothing scares you, does it?