What?… what am I doing here?

I don’t know this place. Its strange to me… Where is everybody!? Am I dead, or have I gone to heaven? I’m really frightened…

Everything’s stained glass - dark, but light. And its beauteous. I see… a beautiful young lady, holding a rose. Her eyes are shut… maybe she’s in a spell? I don’t know. But she looks godly - radiant features; gorgeous, flowing blonde hair; vivid red lips, and she seems to be wearing the most divine purple dress. But, she’s covered in thorns? Does this mean she’s in danger? Three fairies float around her; maybe they’re protecting her from the thorns… and there’s this ominous apparition; a V-shaped pointed spirit, with a circle over the middle of the V. I don’t like the feeling of that one. This is all angelic; one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen, but I’m still not sure as to why I’m here… This darkness is overwhelming me. As if some late reaction.

And all I can think about is those three fairies’ names: Flora, Fauna and Merryweather. The question is; how do I know them?