I'm back at that place, but this time it isn't a strange woman. It's actually me. I'm wearing the dress the woman always wears, a deep mahogany velvet dress that looks at least two hundred years old. I look around, but there's no one. I'm alone in this field.
Oddly, the dagger is in my hand. It's strange because I know what I have to do, but I can't quite believe I'll do it. I hear someone call my name. "Mia!" It's an echo, but there's nothing around me but a vast field. There isn't a single soul here for miles.
Then, a strange man materializes before me.
I've seen him before in my dreams. His hair is light brown and wavy, and his eyes are almost black. He's tall and lean and wearing clothes as ancient as mine. There's cruelty in his eyes, but his smile suggests otherwise. He wants me to trust him, but I'm not convinced. "What are you doing here?" He asks me.
