"Who are you?" Hazel managed to ask, and thus time, her voice heard and not stuck in her head. She looked around and couldn't find anyone else. She should be surprised, but thinking all of this could be another vision, she relaxed a little.
But the feeling that was more than a vision or a dream gnawed at her. His touch was too real for it to be a vision, but then again, the last visit was almost as real. She thought it was. She wouldn't be surprised if he couldn't even hear her.
Her thought came to a stop when he chuckled. He approached her and picked her from her sides, kissed her knuckles, and caressed her cheek.
'This is too real to be a dream or a mare vision,' Hazel said to herself as she pulled away from him, and he frowned, her heart skipping at the abrupt change in his expression.
"Who are you, really?" She repeated her question.
