“Anika?”
My eyes fluttered open at my name being called.
Was I asleep?
I turned my attention to the person who spoke.
They looked familiar; long blonde hair, old and tattered brown peasant dress and deep purple eyes.
I blinked.
“It’s been far too long, don’t you think?”
Finding my voice, words flooded out of my mouth.
“Who are you?” I know I should have recognized this person but nothing came to me now.
“Funny, very funny.”
I stood up from the sitting position I was in. She was around my height, yet I still couldn’t place where I’ve seen her before.
“Anika I swear you’ve been alive too long for your own good.”
Yup! Still don’t know who the heck you are! Maybe if I start walking in the opposite direction, she’ll go somewhere else and forget who I am.
Turning to leave, I could feel and hear her confusion coursing through her body.
Having been left on the training field, my falchions in their hilts at my back, I could very easily kill this person with out them.
“Where are you going?!”
Not bothered by the out break of her voice, I shrugged my shoulders and kept going on my way.
