The ride through the skies brought a wave of nostalgia cascading down on Rama, but as strangely as she had felt, she couldn't remember having done anything close to that sort or she probably had but couldn't remember.
Finally, the ride ended and she mounted down for the winged horse with delirium, she bid the mystical animals goodbye as she went to meet Aurora who was watching her with a smile.
"That was exhilarating!" Rama exclaimed with awe.
"But it didn't feel like my first time, it felt like..." She trailed off with a sigh.
She was disturbed about her loss of memories, it didn't feel right, nothing did but she refrained from disclosing her inner emotions to the beautiful and kind-hearted stranger that had saved her life, she could do that much and not burden her with her inner conflicts.
