I had almost forgotten about this, thanks to that annoying Lord of Lust debacle.
But it came to me all over again, the impending question of who exactly my grandmother was.
"I think...I think my grandmother came from this world," I told him as my heart beat loudly that I could hear it in my ears. "Not like you, but...physically."
"Like the hero," Natha concluded.
"Yes," I nodded fast, and I started to dig up all the things I could remember about her from my previous life. It wasn't easy, mind you, because my memory of my childhood was so jumbled and blurry. "She...she had always been sickly, but the doctors never knew why. And she would get better when she was surrounded by nature, so she lived on the hill and in the countryside," at this point, I didn't even realize my arms were flailing around. "You know...like a druid."
