Christine and Gadrial were staring at each other while both of them where pointing fingers.
They were uncertain of what had happened just now, the memory had continued but it would seem that it was neither's memory. Not that Gadrial had any memories that they knew of yet.
"Are you sure that it is not yours?"
Gadrial dropped her finger and her wings quivered, that scene where she was at her fledgeling party and Uriel gave her, her present. Her head had a sharp pain, "No. It is not my memory... It-"
"Well, it sure looked like your memory," Christine said while folding her arms. "I do not remember that-"
Gadrial let out a scream that shook the beach and the waves of the sea started rising, she fell to her knees clutching her head as her wings folded around her. "Nooo!"
Christine took a few steps backwards, 'What is happening?'
